killa on the road nigga nigga watch out nigga the j a nigga you know what spit my life on this beat live my life on the street got the thugs on my team keep the strap in my reach and i m lovin the lean but don t fuck wit the peach optimo hit the sco 60 box of the sweets yea i m fully aware even if i look sleep i really live this shit these squares wanna be me but you niggas is weak and you scared to get doe i done did road trips wit 50 bricks of that blow gangsta s buy em from me but ll kill for ya nig cuz keep it real as fuck is all i did that s all i know smoke everyday 100 in my chop cuz we don t play na we just kill nigga where i stay nigga where i live hit a bank bare faced just to feed our kid got beef wit the j shoot my gun at your crib and do a day at the block never stop for the pigs that s just how we rock i m from the city that big rep where coke droughts got niggas cryin like isaiah on the knick s bench a closed mouth don t get fed a real man will keep his mouth closed even with the feds never sleep you get enough rest when you re dead fuck a dream what you need is a good connect if it s pure or compressed you ve been blessed in other words less complainin more to stretch thorough niggas ain t born we bred i d rather be loved than feared i m smooth til i m on the edge i don t move unprepared what part you ain t understand fuck around lay around while i over stand the road to redemption i m on a chosen path to greatness ain t nothin gonna hold me back niggas know where my zone is at i spit it how i live it this is cocaine rap ugh yea nigga the jack hustlin in the rain wit my nigs pushin cane push my thang to your ribs nigga you know what this is fuck the drought i m the jack give me all the shit i m goin in let s get it in i ll kill again to feed my kids i gives a shit about a bitch up in the yay east bay gangsta like that s p i c e who rock wit men you can eat i walk around wit my heat but i m cooler than a styrofoam cup full of lean if you know us if you don t you better scream mutha fucka chrome 4 4 wit the beam on the rubber livin nigga s dreams but a nigga had to suffer ridin through the storm i don t think i could recover2