his people and when it's time for a change nigga what you gonna do when we rearrange the game? Blow him out the frame with new ideas, We's about the
and lend a helpin' hand Now what we gone do We came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody like John Gotti I said we came to stack them bodies, killin
your friend Probably have to blast him if you see him again And if you don't blast him you'll get shot in the head Seven days later you'll be buried and
biggie and Tupac Shakur Is this the effects of being young black an poor? Do we genetically have what it takes to endure? Had killaz lookin' for him
the people when he's in the mood Runnin' 'round with his crews and his 2-2's I saw him last night in the prime time news Shot and killed by a His
and he falls in the mud The people around him all pulled him up But to him that's just a reminder He's old and he's weak with no one to love I sees
I got a caper (uh) And if we pull it off right we can come up on a stack of paper Here go the plan: me, you, and him cause the nigga drivin the bus is
me I'll lay his **** out and park a grand dam on him The city where the weak survive and the strong die Where beef collides **** happen and hit the wrong
just got a glimpse of Obie and Yay's temperament And we holding them K's that's why homie won't age Isn't it that Tony's enraged, they throw him in cages
day But we're still a-livin', so everything's okay The canned stuffs spoiled else the jar's got broke And all we got left is one old Billy goat We're gonna have
motel Killed him in anger, a force he couldn't handle Helped pull the trigger that cut short his life And there's not many knew him the way that we did
listen and wishin' he had your style To go against you if you rip him and pass him by (Yeah) A mastermind is somebody, who's actually kind to everybody And
's and holding MAC's But we know time ain't rolling back And hungry hyenas, they ain't folding jack So on these cold and black streets, wolves keep hunting And
we gonna get kill, leys get fried tonight and we can get blitz and jam some Bone and we can jam that Street Military, nigga bring it on and nigga, know
a young'n The alley ways and back streets we used to run in Who knew back then that some would kill and some would die? 'Cause on the real [Chorus - w/ LeToya Luckett ad libs and
, callin' all cars We have an A.P.B. on Starks and Trife the God We left the jewelry store, feelin' like we left the morgue We was frozen and I brought
stood with my brothers and watched Lucifer fall But now my brothers are not brothers And we have come here where we are mortal To steal the dark soul