yo we gon do it like this straight out the parts that they disregard never considered ok now don t get mad nigga get glad goodie got them brand new trash bags dag and they know where to dump that ass in the cha tahoochie river with the rest of the kids that did business outside la familias gettin ya touched diamond cut blunts roastin whole through tea bags blowin bubbles out the wrong end mud in your stool piles flamin hotter than death valley the gateway to where ever your sick tickle desire the gangsters of this other century transforming hustlers and players into sissies so slim goodie you don t want no drug boy he ll leave you barefooted and pregnant don t get too comfortable you ain t gon be here too long g s get locked up and die most lie in they own cell home trust the tree on the map this one individual thought he was the grim reaper swore couldn t nobody put a finger on his naps now he up under the bridge stankin in his birthday suit used to always holler about how he was gon do a brother beat him to the punch line one time being forced into early retirement at the age of 26 palms feel like bricks peeling from distributing crack crumb snatchers and goo gobblers struggle to stay on top of sand dunes some mouths born with silver spoons make your bed you gotta sleep in it mistakes made baking soda kept the neats clean narrow like a ravine digits fell good news last hole green jacket worn body in two left by oh no soul been gone disappeared like the dude once the temperature rise but i m with my lawd please bricks still ship half the pipes are gettin sold out convienience stores where ya at now comming around trying to sniff out sounds well rounded kept you strictly grounded for your ear the dogs are gettin closer to the coons now can you hear i smell fear and even if your eyes was closed your ass couldn t catch your tear lies straws mirrors and plates nicks dimes fifties and cakes why can t i escape these lies straw mirrors and plates  in the land of jacks i got my axe over the tracks with stacks upon the map in the vault where this cat s trying to sniff me out i m in the southwest woods working all about paper capers never hurtin brothers to obtain if i can t refrain cause some of these niggas snortin cain and really don t know which way to go confused you ll abuse anybody for a fix hits go for ten bucks go for 20 and they good and plenty fat baggies like maggies muffin where the kid do the stuffin silly of these young niggas watching me as i turn figures into solitare twirl up my hair pray to god i don t have to do him like i never knew or had no clue to who you was cuz face to face with a scar engraved upon his left cheek so to speak i m more like a icon when it was done to approach my mosse be on that rossie like the click so i stay ready for combat and watch the rich get rich off it lies straws mirrors and plates nicks dimes fifties and cakes why can t i escape these lies straw mirrors and plates nigga i ain t shit i just know how to rhyme a little bit nigga please i m still trying to squeeze my fat ass in where i fit now i got a little dough but it ain t that much mo than any other nigga i know we all still poor i don t sell dope i sell hope you wanna size me up my nigga then wear a scope cause you gon see me on mlk and on t v i ain t got no fear my nigga i was born raised right here late one night i was in a pearl white acura legendary i got that thang with me cause it s necessary shit i was just ridin wasn t even thinking bout collidin but i kept seeing the same headlights running stop signs and red lights i d done prepared myself to die if it s my time to go he said you know what it is you done seen it before this sad of course i mma be mad well here you can have it got damnit if you want it that bad you would try to take from me my nigga i ain t no star i value both of our lives more than this car you lucky nigga i used to be you shit and i d bust a hole in your chest somebody could see through now remember shit you could ve died tonight and i would ve been in the right i ain t even pissed you could just drop me off at the house cause i ain t ready to die about nothin like this he he he he he he everythang cool my nigga you could just drop me off at the house knahmsayin 