Title: By Any Means Neccesary
By: Young Dollar feat. Larry Hoover
Crew: H.ard W.ood C.lassikz

[Intro]
King Hoover,Young Dollar we gotta keep it gangsta get it by any means necassary I mean we don't need to talk we don't need to stunt cause we gettin money we makin hits HWC.... Nok Out Kings rest in peace...we still doing the damn thing we fuckin with us lemme talk too'em...

[Larry Hoover]
I do what I gotta just please these G'z
Hoe doing what she do just to please my needs
Runnin with folks Hoover aint meetin the cemetry
Clap who I gotta clap by any means necessary


[Verse1: Larry Hoover]
Fuck waiting you's a lost cause.....
Cause that heat will clap and nigga I aint talkin bout no applause.
I drop jaws when they hear me spit....
Cause them tips and clips will leave you snotty like a hankerchief.
So much moan niggaz love to bitch....
Cause when it comes to this rap I got game like I'm teachin "Hitch
Fuck Lilo you gone need the Stitch....
Cause I'll leave you ass'ed out like pants that done came from Prince
The cops want me so they hunt me down....
I stay posted on the block with the grin of a evil clown
I'm the shit walk with a pooper scooper.....
Catch one more case I get the time that they gave Hoover
Fuck a fool I don't fight fair....
With the finger next to my index pointed in the air
I should quit while I'm far ahead.....
But I can't cause your bitch got me nice while she give the head

[Young Dollar]
I do what I gotta do to get on this grind
Whatever it takes to put peace at ya mind
I know these streets can be very scary
But i gotta do what I gotta do...
By any means neccessary

[Verse2: Young Dollar]
Illustrating patience, while theses unknowns stay waiting
Unknown to the fact they victims, waiting for pockets to be dissapating
By any means granting my wishes of once a rich visions
From surviving from provisions to division of my dividens
Seeking the peace of mind of my sunshine that ride by myside
Hoping this money act as sheild to hide the horrors that reside
In the past and future while I take care of the present
Money the root of all evil, And seein myself workin for it like henchmen
Every time that I looking into my reflection I see my greatest enemy
Self destruction is a weapon of a nemesis that slip by my own detection
Kind of funny that im destroying everything I love with my actions
While in my mind i swear Im protecting my basis with my reactions
Watching these devils grin because i fell into their trickery
Those who temper me, seek their misery, for enternity
Cuz my patience is wearing slim, like our nations with presidency
To the point that it's a neccessity for us to kill for surivival

[Young Dollar]
I do what I gotta do to get on this grind
Whatever it takes to put peace at ya mind
I know these streets can be very scary
But i gotta do what I gotta do...
By any means neccessary


[Larry Hoover]
I do what I gotta just please these G'z
Hoe doing what she do just to please my needs
Runnin with folks Hoover aint meetin the cemetry
Clap who I gotta clap by any means necessary

[Verse 3: Young Dollar]
You gotta know Life is a given, and a Slug is taken
If you put em both togeather, Its a cemetary in the makin
While men pullin 9 to 5, we stay pullin a 5 to 9
Its a A.M. to the P.M. 24/7 course our lives.
Hit back the crib and slice up them rocks to survive
Whiles these fiends slice they lives rushin they lives to die
Destroy to preserve seems to be life's only melody
Do what i gotta do for my boo...By any means neccesary