throwed like this

e-40 in this muthafucka!

coming back with that 1990s mob

nigga!

you understand that! uh huh!

look! give it to them straight with that mob shit

man!

you feel?!

wrong side of the bed

that's how i woke up

throwed in the head

i'm fucked up

being a minor

i wish my daddy would have never bust a nut

sometimes i wonder why i'm here

never freeze up

never stop in the streets like a deer

wildlife smell fear

get you out of here quicker than a spaceship

the realest shit is in it

livin' it

gettin' it

on the grind

trippin' sometimes

50 cal

fuck a 9

take your kindness for weakness

up and down the highway

i stay with a grudge

my family don't even hug

born with a mug

my partner; grimey

sell bud

only time i go to clubs is when i shoot up clubs