Yeah nigga, Fiend nigga Nineteen nigga, nigga, nigga what Me and Mr. Magic in this motherfucker And let ya'll know we done been thru it all I done been
favorite word is strategic destined to make the disbelieve believe Our street teaching if I die you know I O-D'd it Ghetto nigga receive it when I FedEx and release it Fiend
Welcome to new orleans Or should I say where the fiends live Home of the no limit soldiers My name is fiend Yall cluckers better get ready for this Welcome
a box of optimos Hustlin', so you can come up on the pearl, proper rose Up in clubs, rock in clothes, big ballas have never seen Keep their mind wanderin' and steady servin' fiends
Boy, you done fucked up now Boy All I know you better duck when I blast, run when I pass (And get somewhere) Come up with my cash, I'ma up and get mask
never to die alone And if it's on, it's on Get the dirty chrome I swore, I don't care if he left in his zone Don't make have to follow you home (fiend
my people gotta pay the bills Even deep down I know crack kills-uh Could you blame me totin this heat-uh Things sweet, but I want shit sweet-uh I'm the fiend
[fiend] All I follow is the jones as I reminisce Reminisce take chance as I remember this I was fifteen, anti fiend Never thought I'd make it to music
[fiend] Gotta go, cause if I gotta go I know I gotta go, but I'm goin out with a blast (goin out with a what) Chorus Goin out with a blast, to tells
dem' nights you, you know fuck it If y'all don't never hear nothing again from me You know it was said here Right over here My people screamed for revenge So fiend
Chorus: Fiend (repeat 2X) Do you wanna be a rider? Yeah, I wanna be a rider Are you ready for the power? Yeah, I'm in there for the power Got 'cha gat
You ain't never been to my city where niggas my age don't like coppers Who rifles there could divide ya or call choppers Where dopeheads look like you
go, you'll remember you seen The fiend of a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend The microphone fiend The microphone fiend The microphone fiend The microphone fiend
bitches so nigga on a mission [chorus:] (lines echo in background) x 4 In on a mission, ridin dirty with my tru thugs Retaliation, dumpin rounds, with no love [fiend] Fiend
up nigga? This the colonel, MP But uh Fiend nigga it's your muthafuckin' time to shine You gon' mix this shit up with bun B and pimp C U.G.K. and Fiend
With their lead bein' followed by the nigga hatin' feds I had to ask them, "What's that in your hand", all I said Picture Fiend with this, they made
's the words of fiend [chorus] I say the streets ain't safe I know I could be a goner Tryin' to make a million dealin' around the corner And nigga fiend
Man come on girl, you know we tryin to do something. You gonna get it on before I train set' here? (hey hey fiend, c'mon man. They got some more over