Припев:
You gotta watch all these haters,
even your niggas be traders.
Be staring you dead in your face,
with their eyes on your paper.
Pack you a gun they'll kill you where I'm from,
Soon as you get your hand out my pocket,
They kill you like MALCOLM,
We all seen the outcome.. ( 2x )
Куплет (BerryA):
I be the boss, the biggest boss,
tripping all over my cape.
I make that call ,
that one call ,
they killing em off right away..
I'll check your pulse,
,they'll check ya pulse,
you riding then pump on your brakes.
I'll break you off ,
I'll break you off ,
bring it right where you stay.
That boy a shooter ,
that boy a shooter,
In and out the paint,
get money like in and out the bank,
fuck bitches like I don't even wait,
she was on my dick before the date,
I don't spread my business ,
pimpin gotta pot to piss in big more like tank,
love to smoke like to drink,
only deal with the real nothing fake,
Mix the good bad ugly with the hate.
God is good ,
no God is great,
before I eat make sure I say my grace,
nothings perfect promised or safe,
38 stay on my waist,
niggas will try you if they think you got,
get yo hands up out my pocket!
Припев:
You gotta watch all these haters,
even your niggas be traders.
Be staring you dead in your face,
with their eyes on your paper.
Pack you a gun they'll kill you where I'm from,
Soon as you get your hand out my pocket,
They kill you like MALCOLM,
We all seen the outcome.. ( 2x )
Куплет (Култ):
Не желая от мечка чанта,
че много тежи,
от малък любопитен,
правя много бели.
Решил съм да напредна,
не ми вярваш,нали?
Дерзай,напред,брат,
и въобще не се чуди.
Винаги съм честен,
и в това ми е чара,
вярно е,
правя ,каквото,
отвътре ме кара.
Но за какво живея,
ако не за пиара,
просто прескачам огради,
не искам никой да ме бара.
Няма да съм ретро,
ще разцъкам с нещо ведро,
не съм левака - Педро,
и го карам почтенно и щедро.
We bring em in an under motherfuckin ground state,
it's not late,
keep walking and not stop to open gates,
open 3x,
I'm sorry,mate!
Припев:
You gotta watch all these haters,
even your niggas be traders.
Be staring you dead in your face,
with their eyes on your paper.
Pack you a gun they'll kill you where I'm from,
Soon as you get your hand out my pocket,
They kill you like MALCOLM,
We all seen the outcome.. ( 2x )