[00:03.09]Uh-huh, yeah
[00:05.20]You know what it is
[00:08.10]It's that Compton sh!t n!gga
[00:10.46]Get back
[00:14.25]If I gotta ride
[00:17.08]Then you's gonna die
[00:24.04]I hope n!ggas ain't really tryin' to break my bones
[00:26.77]Cause if you are make sure you know a nickname you want for that tombstone
[00:30.37]Play hard as a rock bullets can break stones
[00:32.96]Break bad boys down like Jenny did Sean Combs
[00:36.47]I'm hot as an oven you just a pressin' comb
[00:39.73]I'm not impressed homes you should've stayed home
[00:42.31]And prayed that rooftop blocked you from gettin' shitted on
[00:44.61]I gives a **** if A&R's don't pick up the phone
[00:47.90]I swear there's no one like me but if there is then I gotta long lost twin or they made me a clone
[00:53.33]I don't care about friends I was made to be on my own
[00:55.94]I came in this world by myself and I'm leavin' alone
[00:59.22]Hopefully with a crib that I can call my own
[01:01.93]With a backyard the size of the ****in' Georgia Dome
[01:04.70]Pop you popped shit and I might pop your dome
[01:07.59]Give your homies a reason to make a memory song
[01:10.99]Niggas swear that they love when the beef is on
[01:13.44]Knowin' that plummet time the only time he'll roam
[01:16.58]You better hold your breath I give you workin' death
[01:19.72]And recommend the gun be your chaperone
[01:22.42]I know young n!ggas that look up to Al Capone
[01:25.07]And they look 17 but I swear that their mind is grown, sh!t
[01:28.72]I'm so grown and the reason why I write this way
[01:31.39]Pac and Big be ghostwritin' my songs
[01:34.25]You can play the boss but if you get shot
[01:36.62]From bein on top then homie that's your loss
[01:39.93]I'm nice wit it
[01:41.45]I'll pop your man then leave some money on him so it can pay for his funeral costs, get it?
[01:45.87]The n!ggas tryin' to get money like Fort Knox
[01:48.16]Either from the rap shit or back down to the cut rock
[01:51.37]And you can play a baller but deep inside you know you just an actor
[01:54.79]Yeah, somethin' like Rick Fox
[01:57.19]You ain't a thug homie you just a fox
[01:59.89]In the midst of werewolves somewhere in the boondocks
[02:02.72]And I'm really from the streets
[02:04.96]So if I ask for beef homeboy don't bring me no pork chop
[02:08.60]I turn your skin to pork homie with one chop
[02:11.76]With a rusty switchblade that's dirty like bum socks, heh
[02:14.22]They say the flow is crack
[02:16.34]So wherever I rap best believe you can call it a dope spot, b***h
[02:21.01]I swear if I gotta ride (You know what it's)
[02:24.24]Then you's gonna die