Huh, yeah, we're gonna have some fun on this motherfuckin' project
Know'm sayin'? My niggas with that shit felt like, nah mean?
Teach these niggas how to rap again, nah mean?
My trapper got me lit
Whip cost me a brick, I'm just a few bands away from rich
Standing on the strip with nicks, still could have got you pinched
Me? I'm neutral, but I still be with Bloods and Crips
I bet this TEC with the cooling kit'll knock you out your kicks
I been on my shit, it's time they learned the bull from a pit
I was in the mix, I can tell by your chain you're a vic
Y'all niggas food but, shit, I gotta feed the kids
Uh, I ran every block I stood on, now it's time to put the hood on
I even had weed houses on Woodlawn
Whippin' up, I use my good arm
Fiend passed out on his way up to the store, we had the hood warm
Block hot, before this rap shit we played the hot box
I wanted to drive back when bitches was playing hopscotch
I'll put the Scotch tape to your face
Get your life erased, I come off the hip, blood all over the place
Have a taste, uh, y'all niggas just in the way
You see I made a way, you should be honored by the Lord's grace
I can't change, I live my life by the code
Damn near froze many nights standing right by a stove
The streets feast like the beast, and it invited my soul
Lost control, heart was cold like a Viking in snow
Whoa, cold-blooded, I know you're liking the flow
'Cause these rappers die for me and go bite in a [?]
Bite your Prada, swallow something getting sniped from a chrome
Or punch your face 'til it explode, I'm a need ice for my bones
I'm a rare thug, you're like Betty White in a bear hug
The type that'll get hair plugs, wouldn't squeeze a flare gun
Your career's dead, I see crows in the booth
I fuck around, be like Hov doing shows in a suit
I'm from a broken home, demons sitting right up on my shoulder bone
A risk taker, life's a cliffhanger, I'm still holding on
Hold your breath for an hour, you think you're nice
I'll put your finger in a [?] and swipe it, I'm a tyrant
Let's go, huh, 1994
