I can't let no fuck niggas round me Money on my mind All the time, all the time Slangin', sellin', niggas tellin' Catchin' feelings, on the low Friends switchin', different women With you every night Prayin', sinnin', sinnin', prayin' That the Lord, take

I can't handle no liquor But these bitches can't handle me I can't control my niggas And my niggas they can't control me You say you know me, my nigga But you really just know the old me Callin' up your uncle's place Shit's all over the place I don't

In the life we live as thugs Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see It's hard to be a man Ridin' wit' my guns in hand In the life Why explain the game? Niggas ain't listenin' Stuck in positions if victims can't stand the heat Then stay the fuck out

Def jam yeah! (come on) Ruff ryders yeah! (come on) Bloodline, we bout to blow (what!) Ruff ryders, we bout to blow (what!) Vacant lot, we bout to blow (what!) Man, bitch-ass niggas just don't know I'm just gonna stick to the script 'cause you know how

Look at me, look at me Realest shit you niggas ever seen Some things you have to see for yourself Francis Ford, fuckin' with them hoes You niggas still can't afford Made so many mistakes I know that my niggas relate Just to rattle my cage, so much shit

Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they can't be fucking with mine I was raised in the hood called what the diffrence The brothers in the hood be chivalrous So I rest defense on my ligaments Pistol

Yeah you had to, you gotta back me up like one more time Like I was just feeling that too much, I was too hype You know what I mean, like niggas knew we went out Like I was lying, I got blood in my eyes I can't see (Blood in my eyes) Fuck that shit I'm

I'm the plug If y'all niggas need straps, then get at me Well, if you need that, then get at me Dope, coke, crack, man get at me Holla when you need it, my price you can't beat it Holla when you need it; my price you can't beat it We move the work like

I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air I'ma savage to these niggas but to her I'm gentle Everywhere we go we clean She want me to quit that lean Baby I can't quit that lean Put a ring around Codeine Now first of all where I'm supposed to

Real shit, real shit Night time, locs on Real big, real big I knew one day I would do it real big I know all my real niggas feel this Can't even see the stars, but we still wish Who would've ever thought we'd build this Fuckin' young bitches while they