B:] Lost of a one Relative in commander to the game of life, in which one chose to adapt to as a my mind Fill my My pain Can you it? Naw Can you it? If you haven't experienced nature of life, it's gutta
[Chorus: I got drama Don't momma I got the armor On my back, I through the streets on me Tryin to my life But I give a about that Grip that that back You don't be (GONE) Another (GONE) In the (GONE) Another (GONE) In a (GONE) corners (GONE) Finna (GONE) Another (LONG GONE) In the (grave [x7])
B:] We are the mighty Fingaz We do not hate us or die
[Mddl Yeah slow, but a nigga ain't quick Ho limped through the door, lay a on his d*ck Open up tha door, standing like "shit" Fifteen full bricks, price for a hit Nigga I done done it, it gotta be a lick And if I'm plexin with you patna the choppa gon piss Shootin up ya corna make a sound "Swish" But I low so gat the chopper don't miss.
B:] No the gon hit to leave ya dome split Lose ya bodily Have me think you gon Middle fingaz, strong Bun B, the spit Put you six feet Why not have a sit walk, short pier Mane a long flip Got the on lock And got the on whip Tell momma we comin home so trip
Fngz:] If I Tee, don't worry me I'm a G I know how to handle tryin to come up on me to run up on me you gon try me in a bag Drinkin a IV So appreciate ya you got some left Ya a bitch They got PMS And my only fear of is reincarnation So it shit for me to make you niggas ER patients Another soldier in the
[B.A.N.D.I.T:] Two nines, clips Prayin you niggas trip Lookin for trouble Finna bust you bubble And I don't a fuck about your happy meal mug We can go toe to toe, or these slugs So catch a nigga And I budge Don't plea bargain now, nigga it for the judge I might have you niggas like a strawberry fanta Did so much, done burned myself, my bandanna SOUTHWEST got soldiers Some movin movin X But they mostly yola guns in tha holsta We never tha toasta Face could wind up on a rest in poster in peace? No suh Pissin on ya Then get real with it and go fuck ya wife So think One for you and ya life Band I-T, shoot the soldiers like I shoot tha
B:] For my nigga Bad Ass Bam, I'll ya head For Lo, I'll let that forty-fo fill ya with lead For Big Munsta, pull out the Thompson and straight squeeze it Sean Wee I'll cut you off at the knees For the Band I-T, I'll close ya with the mac And for K.S.O lot, I'll put the glock to ya Finga, this ain't a act This uncut Don't ever us for a joke get ya bitch-ass smoked We go for