straight like that

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