troublesome

real gangstas stand up

hold they dick

bitch niggaz sit down to piss - what type of nigga is you?

i'm the type to pack a gat or few

pull out and pop

simply cause i'm mad at you

y'all niggaz see me when i'm come through; and ain't no denyin

that them big motherfuckers is twenty-five

swayin in and out of white line

six double-oh

deuce zeroes

i'm feelin like the streets is mine

mines hustle

mucho dinero

heat's confined

see more fall guys than foreman/ali combined

if there's beef

i'm releasin mine

and i won't stop bustin 'til them escalade seats recline

the kid roll with a greasy nine

come through and blast

i return shots like arthur ashe

you do the math

ten shots

ten dead bodies

fuck bein sorry

it ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

and i'll make sure ain't a nigga survivin

shoot up the ambulance

make sure it ain't a nigga there to revive him

and the game ain't tryin to win

fuck the awards

so keep that little-ass horn

and that neil armstrong nigga

trust me dog

ain't shit you can put in your rap

that'll make you a gangsta

you a bitch and that's that

niggaz thinkin i retired my chuck

put the gun back in the holsters

cause i weave through traffic in a roaster

but that don't stop the heater from bangin

or me comin through

droppin all y'all niggaz with three in the chamber

keep two mac-10's when i'm rollin

one in the changer

one when i push the button's right next to the cupholder

dog we can get this shit over

i got ten on the game

let's say that lee harvey crack ya brain

ain't gotta look over my shoulder

i'm good with the aim

good with the handle and the bullet's good with the bloodstains

and the coroner's real good with that pickup

a1 good with the carpet cleaning

they can get the rest of that shit up

cause i kill like the hiccups

two at a time

put you niggaz next to each other how i do 'em in line

come through in a big boy

leave the bullshit at home

if beef cook then i'm bringin the chrome

if i die then i'm leavin a clone; but if i live

through the drama one mo' time then them boys gotta dig

when i think about who shot me

i listen to big

when i'm rhymin on the road

i listen to jig

bump nas off that purple

sittin on the block

and when i'm loadin up them clips

i listen to 'pac

a semi with me like eddie murphy

got mo' guns

than f-a

b-o

l-o

u-s got jerseys

and you might get 'em all in the face when shit get thick

make the back of your head look like jerome kearsey

and ain't nuttin to do a driveby in the hood

we ain't even got survival

but i'ma still take that ride

bet my drink on it

bet my main squeeze mink on it

think this shit a joke? bet the s-5 pink on it