around, you ate up And nigga when I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up Look in my eyes, I'm not scared Sucka, you heard what I said If you don't
YG party don?t stop Ain?t no party like the YG party ?Cause the YG party don?t stop Call for life, now who you call for the ice I ain?t calling you
and piss where my grave is I lay this down, I blaze this pound I'ma say this now Fuck around and I'ma chastise, you ain't that wise, I'm out to capitalize
this 5th I DON'T KNOW WHAT HE BEEN TOLD But FREE gone kill any and everybody that's dissin' And everybody I'm hittin' either got ICE OR DOE Nigga
of somethin' and you don't want a part of If I was you, then I would do what I have to But you ain't me, you hesitated so I clapped you Then stepped off
ran when I was lookin at y'all I get rap money, plus I'm in the hood wit dimes And I ain't got no felonies, I'm good wit crimes Not all dat wit macs,
I start bangin' 'Cause I'm leavin' motherfuckers laid out with they brains hangin' Straight gettin' down for mine And I'll fuck up a bitch 'cause I don
I start the five-point-oh There they go - drive real slow I yelled out "Ice Cube sucka" Shot gun hit - and murder motherfuckers I told you last album, when I
, And I'm ready to do a job cause I aint not joke, Stable and able but I'm not ready and willin cause I'm only 13 and I ain't never did a killin, grabbed
loc I gotta put in work for the hood and that ain't no joke Stable and able but I'm not ready and willin' 'Cuz I'm only thirteen and I ain't never did
signin' with the R and R Fuck with me, you blow up with your car like dog How come I don't stop in this You wanna ride get in and get gone, gotta get
, so I ain't prayin' enough And we all could be beat, and I ain't saying I'm tough But if it's beef I don't speak, I ain't saying "What's up?" If it'
techniques and good rhymes Big Buds, loose women and good times I don't hesitate to check a boy in a second He thinks I'm soft just because I went and
, I'm cool with some crippes I'm cool but if there's a problem, nigga, I got extra clips I don't know karate, but I split the bricks I don't love 'em
' my dart gun Tear apart son you don't want it then don't start none Blaze one with Jonathon, part man part fly Handle my B I camouflage like G.I. Fat
try, I'm bubbling mine If we don't get him now then we will in due time I bust enough shots to kill him two times, I do crimes I get caught then my mind
You squeezed nine times, you didn't hit me once I drop dime rhymes, and make a hundred bucks So fuck you, fuck her, fuck him, and fuck the world And if I