[00:07.080]I done beat the breaks off niggas
[00:09.100]Shot the face off niggas
[00:10.780]Pending case with the state,
[00:12.530]And I'm still out trippin'
[00:14.430]All the feds take pictures,
[00:16.460]F**kin' up my image
[00:18.120]Even mama bringin' drama,
[00:20.120]I don't trust no (bitches)
[00:21.970]See these hoes be out here switching their sides
[00:24.750]When its time for the killin' i ride
[00:26.050]Look right in my eyes, been ready to die,
[00:27.700]Risk felony time for threatening mine
[00:29.670]Better than I, nobody alive
[00:31.150]Nobody live the life that i did
[00:33.160]Fighting to live since I was kid
[00:34.940]Playing in the yard with a 30-06
[00:36.760]House look like a gun range
[00:38.780]Room look like a gun store
[00:40.450]Either you're gonna know my name,
[00:42.480]Or niggas dying young and poor
[00:44.150]Either way don't give a f**k,
[00:46.050]You gon' find me northbound
[00:47.940]With the shit, I'm in the shit
[00:49.750]You know I love them gun sounds
[00:51.640]7's cry, macs applaud
[00:53.590]They taking shots, I had to call
[00:55.550]You catch 'em out the shot gun,
[00:57.250]That's Roddy White from 50 yards
[00:59.300]No body shots, I'm hitting jaws
[01:00.900]Tryna run you Stephen Hawking
[01:02.880]You see I mean this shit I'm talking
[01:05.350]You don't want no problem
[01:06.900]Slave to the rhythm,
[01:08.150]Shoot my master in his back
[01:10.000]Two dope boys, in the Cadillac strapped
[01:13.600]Wood grain dash, windshield stained glass
[01:17.240]Beatin' down the ave,
[01:18.930]Like we back sellin' crack
[01:20.810]Killin' for the karma, but livin' for my mama
[01:24.690]Trouble what the call us,
[01:26.880]And nothing what they offer
[01:28.380]Off 'em, and they wonder why niggas get shot
[01:31.820]And they wonder why niggas shot
[01:36.410]Where you at, where you from?
[01:38.160]Cause it's hot where I'm at
[01:39.900]Any time of the day you get robbed you get jumped
[01:41.860]It’s a game we play, to get paid
[01:44.160]For the wants to the needs to the young
[01:45.510]Snakes slide through the grass
[01:47.260]Blades slide in the back,
[01:48.180]Of the used and abused
[01:49.240]Tryna walk in my shoes
[01:50.860]Get tripped by my fuse, too short
[01:52.300]Ask God what you want,
[01:53.890]He said I want your life
[01:55.640]Well I ain't live mine right
[01:57.790]But if I do the crime I do the time
[01:59.680]I ain't scared of shit, I was born to die
[02:02.140]Extended clip, big .45 been quick to trip
[02:04.430]Been lost my mind
[02:05.350]When I die, please don't let mama cry
[02:07.120]Cause she know it had to be him or I
[02:08.960]And I got caught slippin'
[02:10.300]Get a gun and go knock that nigga
[02:11.950]Run up on him, no mask,
[02:13.500]No feelings, no room for that
[02:14.540]They shoot at us,
[02:15.540]Then we shootin' back
[02:16.440]Burnin' shells till I burn in hell
[02:17.780]And I'm cool with that,
[02:19.100]That uzi packed
[02:20.300]I done learned a lot in these 19 years
[02:21.940]Lot homies ain't shed one tear
[02:23.800]God decide what my curfew is
[02:25.440]So till that day,
[02:26.770]I'mma do my shit
[02:27.460]I proved my shit,
[02:28.420]They know my name
[02:29.270]Not proud of the outcome either have regrets or
[02:32.010]Be out young, don't sleep
[02:35.380]Slave to the rhythm,
[02:36.280]Shoot my master in his back
[02:38.090]Two dope boys,
[02:40.140]In the Cadillac strapped
[02:41.900]Wood grain dash, windshield stained glass
[02:45.580]Beatin' down the ave,
[02:47.320]Like we back sellin' crack
[02:49.170]Killin' for the karma,
[02:51.040]But livin' for my mama
[02:53.190]Trouble what the call us,
[02:55.060]And nothing what they offer
[02:56.860]Off 'em, and they wonder why niggas get shot
[03:00.110]And they wonder why niggas shot
[03:04.070]I took the blue pill and its evidence was shown
[03:07.770]Homies from elementary some them niggas gone
[03:12.380]I got this cocaine
[03:13.730]But my stove ain't turning on
[03:14.930]I got that knock-knock
[03:17.100]Uuh, yeah you know
[03:18.290]Riding in tHe whip for sure
[03:19.910]No Ls in the whip for sure
[03:21.850]All the homies strapped but it ain't for show
[03:23.560]Tryna hit a lick, no envelope
[03:24.810]Nigga, weed ain't the only tHing get smoked
[03:27.300]Cuz got ghost 'fore He even got ghost
[03:29.100]Cuz got toast
[03:30.200]And he ain't old enough to drink
[03:30.990]Shouldn't been singing
[03:31.910]Now his ass Murder Inc
[03:32.920]Sunny LA, where we never need a mink
[03:34.560]Sunny LA, where the youngers don't think
[03:36.510]Sunny LA, where the Heat get sprayed
[03:38.860]And every other word on tHe wall get K'ed
[03:40.920]All the homies taking you to parking space
[03:42.490]This my set, I ain't hearing whatcha say
[03:44.290]Back then had to be in by 10
[03:46.240]But out by 12
[03:47.130]My man just said the word
[03:48.330]I got the text on the cell
[03:49.150]Back with the Locs raising hell
[03:50.700]Found out the homie in a cell
[03:52.060]I know we hated school
[03:53.080]But it's better than jail
[03:53.940]Gotta thank God I was saved by the bell
[03:55.630]Tryna spit bars
[03:57.140]I ain't trying to live behind 'em
[03:57.780]So I keep my face Here
[03:58.840]Right where I found them
[03:59.840]Nigga my rawness
[04:00.540]F**k through a condom
[04:01.350]Ready when I'm rapping
[04:02.300]No wonder wHy they signed him
[04:03.200]I'm with the House
[04:04.140]So whatcha still pining
[04:05.010]Dead by the street lights
[04:06.070]Boy you shining
[04:06.960]Talk about you grinding