niggas (Let's make this official, baby) Real before rappin Respect before success [Harm] I've been down For oh so long Starin at these prison walls I
I flow but ain't been in the game all their life so don't know who I know Writin rhymes is the best way I express how I feel If I ain't rich by twenty
from it And if I try I always end up back where I started Plan A square one there's no escapin So I pun and realize my too I'm tryin to live a full
get no whiff of this I roll it up myself and then I smoke it till the end of it I I'll burn it half way down and iput the clip behind my ear you bitch
devil baby on crack Resurrect, I never left, baby I'm bad I've gone mad, my comrade Dre-zy automatically He says I'm too broke to fix, way beyond that
on yo feet (The god just stepped in town) Yeah baby just trip that body (come on down), and sing along wit me (come on) I know you've been searchin' for
with plans of getting me captured Even behind bars, I'm still gon' shine I'm 10 years younger than Yayo, I get out, I'm fine Then I go right back, nigga I
when I wish I could park one Shed a couple tears when I heard that he caught one So everytime I drive down, wish I'll spark one, for you and 'Pac Wish
my pockets fat, I got to stack a grip Try not to trip, and keep them gold diggers off my dick I'm gettin' sick 'cause I drink 24-7 The way I'm livin'
to play the game and I play big I see suckers havin money and I gots to have some You in the double R, I gots to have one I'm all up in his backdo' like
I'm like what the fuck I'm noddin' out, I'm sleep standin' up If I don't go sit my black ass down I'ma fuck around and, fall down What the feezy who
mac dre hopped outhtat puss I've been soaking game since rock 'em sock 'em and hot wheels Not never the chance to pass me I keep 'em jocking, I got skills And when I
tasty steak Since '88 I've been serving them well I was serving yell when L was rocking bells Clocking mail get get getting it Copping it flip flip flipping it Now I
