a lot game squeeze Knowing it's my time if I leave and breathe Nigga's hatin' on mines I'm a nightmare Nigga's better prepare to die and deal with Ja
You know once niggaz start doin you You got to do something else Ya know what I'm saying Do bigger better things Switch lanes with big and better rings
the AK May you rest in peace Your nobody till somebody kills you Do you know where your goin too Just a memory...so you better pack a pistol Everybody
at the west, A grew up by drive-by's and L.A gangsta's, So what the fuck do you know about being a gangsta? What the fuck do you know about being in
Big L] Word up man, it's real rough out here man In the ghetto, all you can wish for is a better tomorrow It ain't getting no better, it's only getting
another Sold out show tomorrow night in L.A. [This is the life] Robbie: Whoa did you hear that sold out in L.A! Whoa! Farmain: Ow Ow needle in finger
Crips do that 12 bars for that bitch he won't live through that Even a nigga with a ten-year bid knew that Put a gun in his mouth yeah, yeah do that He
of a Smith & Wesson And all my niggaz in the pen, here we go again Ain't nothing separating us from a mack ten Born in the ghetto as a hustler, older
to go and bust your gat again But if you got a problem grab a pen Write a letter And send it to the Outlawz We'll try to make it better My young
at the west, A grew up by drive-by's and L.A. gang signs, So what the fuck do you know about being a gangsta? What the fuck do you know about being
I'm a lot game squeeze Knowing it's my time if I leave and breathe Nigga's hatin' on mines i'm a nightmare Nigga's better prepare to die and deal with
These Guns On Safety For What Im From A Place Where Faces Get Cut Niggas Is Taping You Up They Gonna Bring You To A Place In The Cut Its Real Dirty Then
a believer Have these niggas catching bullets, like wide receivers Bitch I hit a lick, bought a Lac hit a switch You can ask these niggas trick, S.L.A