da life i live is of sex rap and drugs
fillin niggas bodies wit slugs
gangstas and thugs
snatchin bitches
stabbin snitches
leavin domes wit stitches
my style str8 hittin
i aint kiddin
tellin the truth like i was under oath
got plenty of guns in my coat
step out of line like a drunk youll no fa sho
we dont play
like broke games
at the arcade
bangin ur bitch
in front of ur mom and shit
bitchin talkin bout "stop it kids"
rockin da crib
my line punch like tyson
talk shit im slicin and dicin
ur livin liesence
so u have no rites 2 live
no privliges
to breathe or nuffin
scared to death while u runnin
like tha olympics over tha summa
i got 4320 minutes to rime
way 2 much time
go buy a dime
chillax and get hi
chill out b4 u die
ima cut it short and end @ 11
ne five