check it..

you've watched too many movies/
wanting so bad to-be/
wearin rags and shootin oozies/
call you ghetto strawberry cuz you fruity/
see this is like a movie, the remix of Friday/
im buckin at your family driveway/
one heat strait and one heat sideways/
carry you to your graveyard/
homie you aint hard/
light you up then 'cash' you out like ya mommas 'bank card'/
this real shit, my niggas shoot-out/
we blow tha roof-out/
fuck up your new-house/
keep sockin' till we punch your tooth-out/
now dig in your pockets and pull your loot-out/
im comin to liq-ya/
my D. Eagle make sure i leave your face ripped up/
shell catcher with a scope so im gaurenteed ta hit-ya/
shove my barrel down your throat till you hickup/
gimme me your grannys number faggit i feel like gettin my dick sucked/
this Northern California's finest/
i want a fine-bitch/
im talkin bout the ones you classify under the dime-list/
you cant compete, I can't be beat, you aint from streets, so you cant speak/
on what gangsta's make a living doin', smashin in a jeep/
with a bottle of brandy/
pushin white nose candy/
my fiens call it no joke coke, they love it so bad they cant stand me/
im a hustla, thats fushoe/
i dont see it any way-else/
i'll take you for a ride through my hood, but you better strap up like a safe belt/
the 800 block is the hottest spot for the cops/
where once a month we throw the crack heads free rocks/
stash dope in your socks/
45 Desert Eagles fuck glocks/
i like to hear the loud bark when mi buckin my dogs/
puttin holes in cars the size of base balls/
and if i was to shoot you above the neck i'de rip ya whole face off/
feel like superman/
when im shootin, damn/
im such a stupid man/
i smell weed and i just follow my nose like the bird tucan sam/
weighing ghetto grams/
im soldier in combat/
i need a target for my new grenade to get launched at/
Spul looks like the perfect unit/
for me to use-it/
dont blame me tho the E & J forced me to do-it/
dont fuck with gangsta shit spul/
becuz this gangsta shit rules/
every thang gangsta you do/
is breakin gangsta rules/

__________________
i aint no 'sweet studd', im a 'street thug'/
that's quick ta beat a nigga like a 'cheap rug', until he 'leave blood'/ - Big L

I'm goin' 'all out', i tear the 'wall out', i'll knock you 'all out'/
you couldn't grip somethin' heavy unless you pulled my 'balls out'/ - Lucky

people tell me im 'mad-nice', but i take it in strife/
cuz while you had a bad day, I had a 'bad-life'/ - Lucky