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Intro 1
Em
Verse 1
a problem with me, come and address it
If the shoe fits it then walk in it,
I'm talkin' to Texas
See I'm from a section where we
kid each other for practice
So I keep grenades and a chopper
right under my mattress
Please don't let the gold
and the diamonds fool you
I promise it's nothin' for
your family to lose you
It's just when you speak to me watch ya tone,
call the chief on the phone
Bring the beef to your home,
make you sleep under some stones
Verse 2
but you faggots already know my name man
Know you'd love to catch me slippin'
in the turnin' lane man
Fuck a rap, tuck my strap right
in back of my britches
I'm just rappin' to pay my lawyer
for creatin' a witness
I done smoked somebody befo' and
smoking's a bad habit
They say it always take you to your casket,
but fuck death
'Cause I ain't scared,
bitch I'm ready to fly
But until I go I'ma murk niggaz and get
my 'fetti right now
Verse 3
me reachin' for my holster
Sometime I feel my death
is creepin' closer
F#m
Am
But I'ma keep on thuggin' like I'm 'posed ta,
Em
'posed ta
I'm a soldier, these stankers keep
me reachin' for my holster
Sometime I feel my death
is creepin' closer
D
Am
But I'ma keep on thuggin' like I'm 'posed ta,
Verse 4
in, I didn't have a clear vision then
I needed ends 'cause there
was no residence for me to sleep in
Nigga the streets raised me, man
they played me sometime
But a real nigga regroup, relax and take
this back on his grind
I was gifted with a sick grip game,
and it stick to the spoon
Plus I'm gifted at spittin',
make my vocals click to a tune
Bitch I'm schizophrenic,
I probably won't stick to this mood
Hope I don't lose it 'fore I have
to bring this brick to this dude
Verse 5
say 'bout me back in the hood
Can't be Mo City,
'cause every day I'll be back in the hood
And we can scrap or we can take
it to the straps in the hood
You get your stuff or be murdered
and won't be back in the hood
Same way I stack the republic
I'm just like that in the hood
Bring to you a hat in public or a hat
in the hood
Niggaz say Rap- A- Lot ain't payin'
me like I ain't got nothin'
If six figures is bein' bent
over, I'm lovin' the fuckin'
Verse 6
me reachin' for my holster
Sometime I feel my death
is creepin' closer
F#m
Am
But I'ma keep on thuggin' like I'm 'posed ta,
I'm a soldier, these stankers keep
me reachin' for my holster
Sometime I feel my death
is creepin' closer
D
Am
But I'ma keep on thuggin' like I'm 'posed ta,
Verse 7
just might get walked down
Become another statistic and down
these war grounds
Nigga pull up your hands, just
look at each other
But guaranteed to beat up a bitch
he gon' wanna make me suffer
So I shoot first, look at his head burst,
bleedin'
And exit to dig a ditch that's even,
give me the reason
Promise I've been lookin'
to get some stress off
I let the motherfuckin' Mac- 11 hack
Verse 8
everything under the neck off
now I'm a problem grown up
I done some evil shit and one day
I'ma have to own up
But when I say somethin' homey,
I mean what I say
I'ma murder you straight up
or I can lean when I spray
Z- Ro the "fuck everybody" nigga
from Screwed Up Click
Now I ain't gon' let you bend over to
tie your shoes up, bitch
I'ma launch a Bernard Hopkins
type of blow in your jaw
That's the way I police my perimeter,
Ro is the law
Verse 9
me reachin' for my holster
Sometime I feel my death
is creepin' closer
F#m
D
Am
But I'ma keep on thuggin' like I'm 'posed ta,
I'm a soldier, these stankers keep
me reachin' for my holster
Sometime I feel my death
is creepin' closer
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