G-G, G-G, No talks, no white flags No mercy, I'm yo ass
done heard about my click how we stay wit the toastas Blood in, blood out, la nostra You don't wanna wit the best I'll doc removin' fragments from your chest They say, "God's a forgivin' man", I He forgives Thirty I let off don't curse my kid They say done blew up, fifty you changed Nigga you stunt, I out And you see I'm that same nigga that he start to roar I think he's flyin' outta eight on movin' targets You run, you still check my resume, I am oh so loco Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may me But I it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes open, nigga's lookin' for it too Shit is real 'round here, you by crooks Sticks and stones may break and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for Keep your eyes open, nigga's lookin' for it too is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
There once was some niggas that to murda me I hit 'em up, put 'em in' surgery This five has made a lot of guys apologize (Yeah) The truth out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of lies Some niggas catch a and then claim they hard A couple chest wounds will make a nigga his heart I play my part, and while you shootin' up cars I'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban Let's get it
and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes open, nigga's lookin' for it too is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and stones may bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for Keep your wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too Shit is real 'round here, you by crooks
I'm of you niggas with your may be beef We gonna be here forever, temporary like baby teeth (Ah huh) I'm in and out the clubs, A D D (Right) Dark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty (Right) (Yeah) These niggas tellin' out the So you 'em off the bridge At least they'll to helicopter you The Jimmy lived in the bags, the or hop will do I rap for the neighborhood niggas that failed in school (Ah) You can tell I came a long way in' my sense, home (Ah huh) That's why them niggas in the projects love me You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my I don't even for free I gave 'em a break, flew over (Right) But kinda hard to get homie sick when there's blue in the trees Sit back and try to play your role wit the I put more in yo ass than a telephone pole (Yeah)
Sticks and stones may break and the shells may hurt me But I take it a man, you beg for mercy Keep eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and stones may bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for Keep your eyes wide open, lookin' for it too is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks