rumors that were said shot in cold blood two up in my head can t talk phone bugged somebody want me dead but i m still flossin i rock my jewelry through the scurriest streets i keep my ears to the streets and i ain t scared of police lord knows that i got various beefs so could you pray for the weak you know the wolves prey on the sheep so we hustle everyday of the week that s why we fuck up all the paper we see we hit the clubs fuckin ladies for free getting drunk off and hazin the v and every couple days we get sweeped around the clock we bumpin and clickin you gotta watch cause when they come they be blitzin now this is for my homies and my thugs one million in the truck and the chrome full of slugs you fuckin phonies you ll get plugged i m a ghetto nigga for life the streets is in my blood now this is for my homies and my thugs one million in the truck and the chrome full of sluts you fuckin phonies you ll get plugged i m a ghetto nigga for life the streets is in my blood ya niggas dyin while you other niggas is hidin might be strapped but you runnin and ain t ridin so i m slidin to the place down the hill where the homies is murda and when its poppin down to kill on the real the only way a motherfucker try to survive is knowin that he bout to die and ride i told face he was the realest in the game and he smiled and told me pac was the realest that they came in the jungle i walk like i m the king of the beasts so when you duck huntin keep movin cause i m swingin the heat i might go out of town move fakin is none of that and never leave up out the hood the way i can t come back fuck that hussein in the street game frame life is a struggle so with the heat take aim i m ghetto don t ever think i m him its not me cuz i love this motherfucker like pills in a hot tea  why ya act like i m new to this mack to the uzi clip when it comes to beef we all packed like luis rich battlin is ludicrous half of ya uterus matter fact jimmy pass me the kufi list what you think niggas got goons for the mass menace at ya door like a costume ball my flow is like when you throw a pac tune on the only time you get tax is when you cop new gords dog i make it happen with no sarcasm so it ain t the station wagon when you see me dodge magnums if i don t hit you when the clip fills like the show off the blind date ya know the fifth will break niggas like big bills when it peels sit still shit s real listen you a kid s meal and i eat those reload heat blown keep those kilos cause we go beast mode 
['gangster rap', 'harlem hip hop', 'hip hop', 'pop rap', 'rap', 'trap']