Everybody wanna be a gangster (So you wanna be a gangster, homes?) 'Til it's time to do gangster shit You talk the talk, you better walk the walk, boy Shit just got real up in this bitch (Shit just got real) (Yeah- Put up or shut up) (Put up or shut up)

Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain my life is great I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play I sold 'em, ran them bags before an hour hit So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit, I print this shit Whole lot of ones

You just a .. (hoe) Dirty-ass .. (hoe) I'm yo' pimp, you my bitch I gotta tell you motherfuckers the truth This is straight G shit And all you can do is respect it

If you mad I'm on top, then wish me gone If you mad I'm on the road, then wish me home And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me wrong But after your three wishes, blow it out ya ass! I never used to snore in my sleep 'til this rap shit started Warm

Without a clue Bored to death I'm just bored to tears Same old shit just different day & year Killed myself but that got boring too So beyond the point where it's not true Shot my drugs Drank my booze

You ain't gotta go home tonight You can stay right here with me (I ain't goin' nowhere when you wake up I'm gonna be right there) Don't you worry bout a thing (I ain't worried about shit) You're here with me (Look its like I love my wife We going

Take me downtown barney lock me up Read me my rights put me in cuffs And I’ll do my time raise my right hand And I’ll tell the judge I’ll do that shit again Somebody better call the law We done took it outside we’re about to brawl Ol’ boy done put his

Only one of us walks away Pain! Made to order I'm not the second coming, I'm the first wave Better get an army, 'cause the fire left me unscathed You betcha bottom dollar I'm the top of the shit pile So stick around 'cause I'll get to you in just a few

I always thought my last bitch would be my last bitch I ain't have shit, but that was back then (That was back then) I'm just hopin' that it ain't mine, yeah Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, yeah 'Til I found out she was a savage (Savage) Now I'm established, I

I keep my wits 'bout me Especially right now, I got a rich bounty I can tell that you don't give a shit 'bout me I keep the same people that's been 'round me Yeah, a lot changed but I'm still the same old me I'd still rather make a song than go to KOD