What do you got to say about this

A force so strong that you can't resist

You may as well join'em you know you can't beat'em

Pack a hundred people ya know ya gonna need'em

Straight with the system is down by law

Cause every two hours they get nine more

They run all dollars that come in town

Either join the crew or get beat down

I watched all the guys be so damn cruel

Try to get fast you must be a fool

Blood through and through, the boys don't play

I seen'em tax and run an operation today

They got too, too, too much posse



Yeah, I threw a party, much people came by

I'm talking to a 'g' cause the 'g' real fly

Sittin' in my room, chewin' off her ear

Chillin' stypid fly, I got fly gear

My door kicked open, her man and crew

The 'g' turned turned to me and said, "Who you?"

So I said, "Yo fly. Yeah the 'g' lied."

Stuck in the corner while the 'g' cried

And then from the back, my homeboy came

He pulled out a gun and said, "Go blame."

Ya lying ass girl with the fake tears

We got posse and we show no fears

We got too, too, too much posse