i'll murder you.you.and you
don't give a fuck about you.you. it's thugged out entertainment nigga
straight like that
we cut
shoot
stab
sell crack
straight like that
we eat
sleep
shit street life
straight like that
we get knocked bail the same night
straight like that
we gettin bitches
bitches
money
money
basically
there ain't no kissin
we just fuckin honeys
basically
you see y'all snitchin niggaz talkin funny
basically
me and my niggaz is known to keep it ugly
basically
i'm off beezlebub
i walk wit the mac in my sweats
air forces
wife beater
fitted cap to the left
my chain hang 35 inches
my heat 7 and a quarter
beard 8 and a third
and my piece be orca
there's no need for peace offers
my niggas be shootin
we riot
we run the streets quiet
cuz the law's biased
skip the battles back in 86
now niggaz tattle
chop crazy bricks
cop new kicks
quick to say they rich
fantasize and flatten the hills
for niggaz in ghettos
its crack
bullets that kill
dreams are fulfilled
murders
ink in cold blood
holdin grudges for years
i keep two bitches
two hot biscuits
four dot sixes
the sorrow to swallow
i follow my motto
squeeze first
since the day i slung
ready rockin a bottle
i stand and deliver like edward olmos
wet whatever
respect whatever
i talk with a tech forever
our show's at your service on behalf of final chapter
? i'm not a rapper
quick to slap ya
got scheme
its not a factor
we gotta shine first
have 'em coppin your album just for our verse
straight like that
y'all better tell 'em
i hope they don't act like we won't smack to back of their cerebellum
oh and did i mention? if i feel tension
get the full arm extension
get the whole block's attention
i know you keep your life in your cash
your cash in the stash
stash in the car
car in the lot
so when i blow up the lot:boom: your whole shit stop
y'all rappers is backwards
make the game flip flop
i'll take you to the spot with no witnesses and no cops
better have your glock out and cocked
about to pop
to hustlers like flynt
sellin cracks like sprint
a dime a minute
now roll the dice
five in it
aiyyo
aiyyo
i peeped your true colors while y'all niggaz was blinded
i been down and spit a pound before you knew i was rhymin
you know me
illest flow
ain't no seconds for timing
my sixteens'll rip through beats
cut deeper than diamonds
make ya niggaz start to worry cuz my hood is dark and blurry
when shots flurry
niggaz point guard like marbury
ain't no arguing
all my click'll do is get the targeting
final chapter split pies in two
its half bargaining
i've seen you niggaz come up quick and then fall
i've seen you frontin for your broad like her pussy's the bomb
clowns findin their stash gone but my cash is long
so i'ma let y'all pass on
cuz you ass like a thong
my click is movin out
now is you rollin along?
til i perish i'm spittin strong
it's that shit that i'm on
final chapter's comin at ya
now the drama is born
settle in this street life from the hoods to the lord
aiyyo i'm still ghetto
that's why these niggaz love me
i'm still on the run eatin so i got chubby
i spaz up in the tunnel
stab niggaz with pens
that's why til this day they don't let me in
i be in new york smokin la weed
i hate a bitch named pebbles like la reed
i dead niggaz like pac and big
blocks to live
these niggaz can't eat like hostages
fuck camry's and fuck honda accords
i rob niggaz like the crips at the source awards
and everything that went down was cool with me
as long as i came back with my jewelry
we had machine guns
i think we had two or three
and two or three limos
me and my nigga timbo
for bitches that suck nuts and spit it out the window
you know my tempo
like bloody money 3