Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed Yeah nigga all y'all (Murderah) This is anybody (Murderah) I'm a motherfuckin (Murderah) When darkness be closin in I'm motivated, with the howlin wind With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin Knowin

Smooth as the hickory wind That blows from Memphis Down to Apalachicola It's hi y'all did ya eat well Don't let this old goat cross With the southern voice Come on in I'm Sure glad to know ya It's cicadas making noise

Gangsta, gangsta! ("That's what they're yellin") ("It's not about a salary, it's all about reality") Three minutes my nigga, y'all know what it is JUST BLAZE! ("No more fun and games!") Gangsta gangsta, that's already evident Nigga Witta Attitude, check

"I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death" "I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testing" "Y'all know my steelo" "There ain't an army that could strike back" Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4 Gusto Your luck low, I didn't

Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa Your turn, now Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa I keep singing them sad, sad songs, y'all Sad songs is all I know I keep singing them sad, sad songs, y'all Sad songs are all I know It has a sweet melody tonight

You know it ain't right just to treat me this a way. Well, you know it ain't right just to treat me this a way. Well, you know, my baby, have you home one day. You know it ain't right just to treat me like you do. Well, you know it ain't right just to

Ride wit' me nigga, lemme show you where we kick it at Let's get it homeboy! Y'all already know what is man, this ain't nothin' new to y'all man! T.I.P., Pimp $quad Click ya understand that? King of the South! Hey! Westside of the A-Town, nigga you don't

I want to talk to the fellas for a minute I want y'all to know The flyest kinda ho To get wit' In '94, or period She's CrazySexyCool I'ma let y'all know what that be Ha, she's kinda like me

Yeah, it rains sometimes even when it shines Don't give up, don't give up I know it rains sometimes even when it shines Don't give up, don't Yeah, it's crazy Yeah, I need y'all to listen My parents' marriage in shambles

"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" (Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side) Ladies and gentlemen, fresh! T.I.P., hey! I know a lot of y'all niggas out there, man who ain't up on this down south shit