get us ATF state feds scandalous bitches I wasn't promised to it, wasn't bitter or sweet See if a, nigga don't hustle then the nigga don't eat Only streets
homey - keep it cold [Chorus: repeat 2X] We don't talk to police, we don't make a peace bond We don't trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns We
Do yo thang, but don't you ever trick Don't you ever switch, if you get caught, then don't you ever snitch If you do, you'se a bitch, full of shit Lots
me, just to shoot me You know how it is in the hood Dead men don't hear no applause Don't men don't go off on tours Dead men don't accept no awards 50
hottest nigga rappin' since 2Pac 'Fore you rap 'bout me, best ask 'bout me I'm out my fuckin' mind, need counselin' Please don't doubt me, trust me, drama ain't
niggaz know they can't hang Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD
track they can't charge me with double jeopardy They asked you if I'm a boss and you say, "No sir" How you don't concur? My gopher got a chauffeur Standin
in and say they names is Hip and Hop So I grin, pretend I don't know 'em for shit I ask, "Ay homie, why they call you Hip?" He says - [imitating 2Pac] "
s me Bust you in yo shit, and tell you don't you ever That's me, I need respect, don't you better That's me, chrome berretta, in the waistline Of my own
off Ready, let's do this shit [Verse-1: Gonzoe] If you niggaz hate me, why don't you face me If you love me, then embrace me No words from me, I let
boi, I thought we'd Die together But you left befo' me homie Only if I could talk to you They ain't know, but you walkin through this life of sin an stuff
2Pac:] Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin My hard stare seem to scare all my sister's kids So you know I don't hang around tha house much This
time [2Pac] Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin My hard stare seem to scare all my sister's kids So you know, I don't hang around the house much
see When your lampin in the house of paaaiiinnn [2Pac] When the motherfucker dust kicker, who can you trust? Who gave you the heart to see a nigga? Before you
know they can't hang Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF Once
she be plotting on how to get you, when y'all walking down the isle The same motherfuckers that you care for, look how they do you They don't love you
mobility Now that I can walk again don't even think about getting me Not saying I won't die, you hoes can try to murder me and get me And if I kick
My nigga don't count your chickens 'fore they hatch If you owe me some feddy you better pay me I'm ignorant bout my scratch I don't trust nan nigga cause