Intro:
Ohhhh! Ahhh!
Verse 1:
So what I grew up with them n***as
I ain't stuck wit them n***as
We from the same hood
But I don't f** wit them n***as
If sh** pop off
I touch one of them n***as
Cut one of them n***as
Poke one of them n***as
Beg For Mercy number 4
"I'm so Hood"
First lp 10 million sold I'm so good
I thought n***as would love to see me shine
But it's makin them sick
To see me gettin mines
Got that Benz, got that Bentley and the new Bugatti
Got the Range after partin wit the new Ferrari
If it's makin you sick
To see me blow I'm sorry
Dude we used to be cool
But I ain't stuck wit you n***a
I grew up wit you n***a
But I don't f** wit you n***a
Got shot in the back
Den turned around and got shot in the eye
Labels 2Pac lay down and die
There's a message in my music can you hear it God?
The mans never gonna blow
Another reason why
This disease infested
When I spit it any n***a can get it
Punks frontin' in they rhymes
That a**'ll be flatlined
"can't we all just get along we used to be friends?"
Nah, f** that man
We used to pretend
These n***as is comedians
I thought I was tight funny
5 called tellin "n***as mugged me"
Bet on my new surreal sh**
Would you bail a n***a out son
If you n***as knew he was tryin to k** you
And wouldn't let you hold a gun?
Think about it
Haha ha!
Outro:
Aw man
I'm havin too much fun with this rap sh** man
I love this sh** man