Stupid hos that I use to fuck around wit
Way back, see a nigga now and they say that I changed
Put another notch in the game
You watchin the range, im floatin
And aint no stoppin the rain
Cock and I aim, I see you bitches jockin the name
Boppin to fame, a crooked nigga droppin in pain
Rockin a cain, back up bitch, you blockin my lane
Tryna foul on a nigga cause you hot in the flame
Fuck you, and them ho ass niggas you run wit
Fuck your whole street, you aint no motherfuckin O.G.
Cause O.G. means, means you a original gangsta
Understand pure motherfuckin man
Aint no police or judges
Just niggas holdin grudges
You mark ass bitches is low budget
Straight traitors, so fuck you and the glass that you puff on
Dont smile in my face, when you see me get the fuck on
Dope fiend ass nigga, tryna to get a free check
Talkin that shit, but yous a motherfuckin bitch
So when you see a nigga on the flip duke
Ill flip you, you must be smokin dip fool
Nothin but a bitch fool
"Means, Means you a original gangsta
Understand pure motherfuckin man"
Call barettas on my dog, niggas get sweated for they shit
If all a law enforcement, niggas get deaded for that shit
Thought you was a street nigga, pulled a heat nigga at that
Come to find out was a cunt that got slapped, and didnt scrap
Cuz, you know what motherfuckers like you do wit niggas on the set
Finish fuckin face and leave ya clean cut shirt wet, and jet
Cuz, Ill smack the shit outta ya bitch ass you wanna run to the ones
Tell em about the cash and the stash, and were I got my guns
And you know im the bird man, cause I sold so much coco
Beware of the crack pipe, thats by far in ya life
I got heroin by the balloons, kabooms, and mushrooms
And my 38.specialist puttin bankers in they tombs
Im one, shot, killed, and these bullets all go
And you takin finger prints, and mugshots photos
I use to beat bitch niggas till they face turned blue
But they get weak in dice water, and pedal you in the sue
And its true
YEAH!gangsta shit, Kurupt Young Gotti, Daz Dillinger, Jayo, Face
Fuck all these bitches and these punk ass niggas
Out this motherfucker nigga, they aint talkin bout shit
The chronical, psycho, brain bender busta
Fucker, sucka ass punk motherfuckers
Tommy the talent tucker, calico conseler
Daz the real dealer, motherfuckin busta killer
Facin all you niggas, Scarface nigga
Chase, erase, replace and waste niggas
Shake, crack, and brake, no mistake nigga
Fuck em, stick em, stuck em, Chucks laced nigga
Fat laced nigga, blue fat laces nigga
Me and the homies all on paper chase nigga
Kurupt Young Gotti, 6-4-4-5 me
??pistol cocker, cocked and blast
Start shootin like John Stockton
Popped em, and dashed, fast and freaked
So fast instant?? is splashed
Fo life, somethin I aint gotta say twice
Step cuz, cause bustaz get rolled like dice
Uh-uh ass though, ice nigga, flow better then
We comin to California shinin
On my side of the world its lo-los and jheri curls
Smokin water by the pearl, runnin the street wit double earls
I did it all fore I can see, walk, and crawl
Made it out the ghetto, bustin a male, so I can wet yall
Took a while fore I ball
Wanted for eight or nine murders and spoke came
For cocaine, raw game, another die for what he claim
And where Im from they know my name, I cause lots of static
Automatics and canics, and niggas start to panic
Aint no rulers or leaders runnin the set
Outta respect we Gs, YGS, and O.G.s connect
Fifteen, sixteen in a chevy we roll
Get you full of holes, god dog, you scream echos in fo-fos
Who dare to mack wit the tarantula and scorpion
Brought you in the depths of danger when I tortured it
I love it when the bustaz squealin
And they chrome start spillin
Then ya start the grinnin, and said that nigga Daz did it
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