Where my dogs at? One two one two, come through run through Gun who, oh you don't know what the gun do Some do, those that know are real quiet Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the

It's right here nigga, here nigga If you're lookin' for me I'll be right here, nigga 818 livin' right here, nigga I'm the fuckin' man around here, nigga Passin' down the pussy like, "Here, nigga!" Fuck the lavish shit, man, you can have it I came up from

Here's a lil' story 'bout a gangster like me A eight figure nigga, fresh out the penitentiary A nigga like me, would like to say That I'm a crazy motherfucker from around the way Yeah, I got the fire on me, I keep the chopper close by That's just my

In the end it all goes away How do I feel What do I say Who can believe you The Kombucha mushroom people Sitting around all day Let your mother pray (sugar) Fuck you, it all goes away I'm not there all the time you know

I can feel a sudden emptiness Fuck me, like we're lyin' on our deathbed I'm here to grant your one last wish So, fuck me, like we're lyin' on our death bed I'm here to grant your one last wish, so All I know is that she'll wait around, for me All I know

It's easy to see when you look at me If you look closely 50 don't back down Everywhere I go both coasts with toast Eastside, Westside, I hold that mack down Every little nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold Shaq down Next time

Bitch, I've been blowin' up (bitch I've been blowin' up) Everyone showin' up, where was you in the beginnin'? I know that they're showin' up (know that they're showin' up) Only come around and fuck with me when the boy winnin' You do not know a thing

There's only one thing that'll do I'd fly away on this pair of wings with you Cause you might fuck around and find your dreams come true with me So don't act like it's a bad thing to fall in love with me, me It's not a bad thing to fall in love with me,

In the end it all goes away How do I feel What do I say Who can believe you The Kombucha mushroom people Sitting around all day Let your mother pray (sugar) Fuck you, it all goes away I'm not there all the time you know

They give us guns and drugs Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs They wanna count the slugs Then come around here and fuck with us Every hood's the same Then come around here and fuck with us (Uh huh) I'm from the land of the gang bang Since I was