文本歌词

Man I'm threw
F**kin around
You n***as
Keep on u
Gon be duckin
Sum rounds
I rush the
Mound b***h
Hit me with
A pitch he
A he a snitch
N he walk
With a switch
He in a band
That sing
For the cops
Him and his
Mans they
Cleanin up
Shop undercover
Conture promoter
Rick shroter
Tryin to turn
Sombody over
Put that et
Finger up
Eat stulee
Don't tattle
Tale the number
One rulee
You the jumpers
The boys the
People slipped
In the game
Sellin toys
To people
I avoid people
Don't ask
Me s**t the
Only law I
Break is in
Public grip
My mouth zipped
I plead the
Fifth and
N***az like
You get pushed
Don't ask
Me s**t I
Tell man I
Don't tell
U can send
Me to jail
Man send me
I'm on to
U boy u used
To be the
Man 'til I
Crossed u
N the court
Room sittin
On the stand
Got to waivin
Ya hand n
Pointin ya
Finger all
N the mike
Like sum kind
Of rap singa
I seen u
U told n
Now u got
To live with
Big ol b***h
U prolli said
Bigs did it
F**k you
F**k wut u
Gettin to
F**k wut u
Goin threw
N f**k with
U went threw
Consider this
A warning
To u case
Out rapping the streets get ugly when a drive by happen
You rap n***as
Out here starvin
For fame
And ya'll
N***as act
Like it's
All n a game
Cause n***as
N the streets
Wanna blast
This b***h
N when it
Happen dun
U can line
Em up n put 12
N a box n
Find out ya
Boy workin
With the cops
Doing flipflops
The roller
Rolling over
The tootsie roller scared to do it over
It's October and he can't be gone 'til November
So he's given up the gang every d**n member
And everythang
He remember
He tellin
He get outta jail free ain't no bailin
He's no felon no misdemeanor
He's got a target melon and a
Et finger
Quit peepin at my beemer
Tryin to watch