(feat. Bone Thugs 'N' Harmony)

Growing up, living in a panic zone

Spitting wicket shit on the microphone

Smoke that shit, your brains be blown

You gone, nigga wrong

Only out for the scrilla, thats my fetty, boss

One-eight-seven ain't nothing but spaghetti sauce

Cross me you pay all costs

Heres one your ass just lost

All y'all must pay

Every dog has his day

Thats the reason they made the AK

Who just made the 10 o clock news?

Blew that boy up out his shoes

Old rules, left no clues

Body found floating in a bloody pool

Mass hysteria in America

Game lock down like a pitbull terrior

Bitch been a millionaire, I still wont marry ya

Slugs to you head, six people Paul-bury ya

Colgate froze flows like cocaine

Mental overdose explode your brain

Some might think that it's insane

To take a gun cock back and aim



You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You got that for me)

You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You know you owe me)

You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (Pay me)

You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You know you owe me, baby)



[Layzie Bone]

See the number one mission be to get this cash

And if a nigga fuck with that, I'm a get in his ass

I pull the trigger, squeeze, blast if you think you gon last

Seventeen to the spleen, you a thing of the past

When I really wanna smash I hit the stash spot

Put the nine to your mind and clean your cash out

See a nigga had to pay me if he ever owed me

A thug about my business, I'll do ya homie

Drink the O-E and tote the tech nine

I don't care what you claim, you gonn respect mine

Mean time, in between time, on the