damn, this shit is cold

no matter how hard you try to come up

there's always a motherfucker who got their foot in your back

these days a few motherfuckers

i mean there's more haters than soldiers and playas

trying to understand whats going on

niggas trippin, white folks slithereing around

I pitty all them sad motherfuckers



who you trying to see bitch

acting like you know me

you don't even wanta run up on this biggest mama don-es

push the bomber shit out the back door

crack, china and herb headed straight to the suburb

ain't nothin changed but the route my Legend takes

to shake the crooks that's out to to stick me for my papes

I hate to make my hollow tips follow the red beam

but I can't let you hatas steal my dreams

I'm duckin sireens, daily

cause crooked officers is known to take your

cheddar cheese right up off of you

I'm warning ya

flamboyant niggas and bitches, high-sidin them illicit riches

I bear witness to the way they kicked in the front door

slam me on the floor, steel up against my temple

beatin on my man and callin us outloud names

this type of shit ain't gonna never change

it's all in the game

ghetto thang got my name ringin way in your hood

I'm paranoid but at the same time wishing you would

test me

cause you gonna get handled

your corpse will dangle from a magnolia tree

as an example, I trample the many in my life time

I aints boastin, but if you cross me

me and my niggas will be posted up, to tear shit up

straight casket stuff

nonstop cause we aint trying to hear the word enough



I pitty you and your whole crew

trying to see me and the T-R-U gorilla squad

I don't give a fuck how many

bet every penny

the tank won't lea