Get caught up in the game (it gets deeper then that) To the place where the motherfuckin' problem is at Dyin' in the fast lane (it gets deeper then that) So it all comes down to this (what?) Specialist with a hit list Right fist bomb type M.G.M. Fight

Now blood the fuck up Everyday's a gamble motherfucker, tough luck And we gon' fuck the world til that bitch bust nuts I can't tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what And that's, B's up, hoes down Lookin' in the mirror, I'm no where to be found

Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye! Thank God that a nigga seen another day Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray Get my people out them chains nigga I mean handcuffs, time to man up Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh 'Cause I'm a black man, in a

One day you'll go away You better run Before I go away God gave me Sundays To fuck up the game Bitch niggas saying it's luck But I which I got some Spending all my money but that shit don't work

That's why I ain't got no time For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be gettin' sick That's how dicks be gettin' drips Fallin' victims to this shit From these bitches on our dicks Fuckin' chickens with no ribs

Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me You drag me down, you fuck me up We're on the ground, we're screaming I don't know how to make it stop I love it, I hate it, and I can't take it I tell myself I'm done with wicked games But then I get so numb with all

Drugs in the trunk man, call me the front man Too much Cris' in the club not to get drunk Too many bitches in the world not to fuck Too much chronic in the studio not to roll it up And too much bass in the trunk, so let it bump You look like you mad as

Your bullshit come off of that Someone tell these motherfuckers that Hop is back! I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it Now I’m ready to fuck the game up, nigga They can get it (They can get it) You can get it (You can get it) Y'all can get it

I am the God Nigga, I am the God Granada I'm falling under your spell You know I get the kilos Cincuenta por ciento If you are not bilingual Get the fuck up out of town, 'fore we run your ass down Underground how I came out

I Grew Up A Fucking Screw Up Got Introduced To The Game, To The Game Then Fucking Blew Up Ever Since I Was An Embryo Waitng To Shape Up And Ship Out Something In My Brain Said Wake Up And Kick Out Roberta And Wayne Stayed Up And Flipped Out 'cause When