| Yeah up in this motherfucka
|
| G-A-N-G-S to the motherfuckin’A motherfucka
|
| I got my brother Cool B, my nigga Berm on the side ah me Dre house, my cousin K-Mud throwin’thug, S-P-V motherfucka
|
| Bla, bla, blaze up anotha one trick
|
| We ain’t finished yet,
|
| Fuck that busta kill that sucka
|
| Fuck that busta kill that sucka
|
| Bla, bla, blaze up anotha one trick
|
| We ain’t finished yet,
|
| Fuck that busta kill that sucka
|
| Creep up on yo funky ass, yeah I got a careless nigga
|
| Blast four times to the spine, now a dead nigga
|
| Broke out, my bank real quick, blaze anotha one
|
| Smellin’dead bodies mixed wid weed psychopathic son,
|
| My brother gon’smother motherfuckas for the fuck of it K-Mud ever thug, crackin’scrugs, tyin’up some shit
|
| Jumpin’in the rental Continental hit the town right
|
| Twenty-one, dollars in my pocket makes a long night
|
| Climbin’while I’m drivin’motherfuckas we be gettin’it on Just awaken shaken once again, so you know it’s on In the hood, crazy motherfuckas born night and day
|
| Gangsta just be one, out the pack, straight from Parkway
|
| Tanqueray, sippin’city dippin', keep my game strong
|
| Ignorant ass bitches interferrin’but I’m smokin’on
|
| Never let anotha motherfucka come and disrespect
|
| He die if I’m high, blaze anotha we ain’t finished yet, bitch!
|
| Hook (2x)
|
| Chiefin’hay, every-day, the Southern way,
|
| Totin’nines I’m color blind, I’m straight for mine
|
| You can call it what you want, I really don’t care
|
| The life I live is motherfuck it, a do or dare
|
| A couple ah jackers, I need some cheese wid my crackers
|
| I’m tryna stack up, my dividends to the max
|
| Don’t try to test, without no fuckin’bullet proof vest
|
| Boom, boom, boom, another bloody murder mess
|
| No time to waste, my face paste wid ah frown
|
| A madman, only weeeeed can calm me down
|
| No love for scrubs, cause scrubs ain’t never did shit for me No love for the other man,
|
| Cause the brother man lives the world so lonely
|
| A nigga lim’dimin’late night climbin’as chief Blac would say
|
| And nuff respect to my niggas on South Parkway
|
| Yes we be chiefin’hay every motherfuckin’day
|
| Yes we be doin’it the Southern way nigga
|
| Hook (2x)
|
| Rumblin’through the cars just like a blind man
|
| My destiny is to get paid understand man,
|
| A mister motherfuckin’genius, I fuckin’mean this
|
| True to this game cause I’m a thug, doped out on drugs
|
| My nigga B he got a juice, and some ah that hype
|
| Lil Man know when it be on cause it’s a quiet night
|
| A dice game whip ya 'erves, what’s up my nigga
|
| Tay Baby got some fuckin’hyper if you smokin’nigga
|
| Inspect the Gangsta once I change, I thought you knew
|
| Go tuck your nuts cause ain’t no guts, up in this fool
|
| But to my niggas who be jailin', like psycho P And Hardtime and Dunno D, up in the streets
|
| We standin’down 'til they act up, I pull my gak up,
|
| If they get shot up cause they fucked up, without they nuts up Cause ain’t no suckas in this hood, it’s all good
|
| Don’t try to change the fuckin’channel, I wish ya would
|
| Hook ('til fade w/variations &talking) |