Hey Junior Mafia I got something for your mothafuckn ass

fuckn lil homiez, everybody duck, fuckn lil homiez, lil homies,

everybody

ducks

Pay attention,

Heres a story bout my lil homie, straight thuggin

lil bad young mothafucka, you gotta love him

if you catch him in his G ride

touching his glock

Screamin outlaw,westside mothafucka, on my enemies block

educated on these cold streets,gettin money

makin dummies out the police.aint no peace

for a addalicent nigga, thats what im thinkin

bud smokin 24-7, everyday drinkin

i got my diploma but i never learned shit in school

mo money,mo bitches,mo murder fool

always a young nigga gettin in shit

she wouldnt stop to conversate so you called her a bitch BIATCH

bustin on papers from muthafuckas,

drinkin gin before u get to sinnin on them brothers

emptyed his clip, passed by like he didnt know me

everybody duck, my fuckin lil homie

{chorus}x3

lil homies on the rise, niggas gonna die tonight

lets get high tonight

lil homies mashin,runnin on these punk police

steady blastin (lil young mothafuckas

i remember when u was just a lil G

flirting with death,playing russian rulette

screamin kkkkiiiiillllll mmmmmeeeeeee!!!!

hey there young nigga what u smokin on

mad at the world cause you came from a broken home.

lets all sob cause his moms is sick,

bunch of addalicient niggas spittin major shit.

tell me, young nigga if ya die let me know

would your heart feel pain, watchin ya mother cry.

will all ya homies ride?

Or will they all get high, and talk about how ya die?

young niggaz on a mission to complete.

getting g's, packin heat, bringin havoc to the fuckin streets.

nobody knows why he took a fo fo

and loaded up on the whole front row.

BUCK BU