I'm a nigga from the third with a helluva nerve And if you cross my line then you will get served I win, lose or die this happens everyday Muthafuckas get killed in this game I play I put these hands on a nigga 'cuz he talk too much He told my business to a bitch, I had to fuck him up When I confronted this nigga, he got highly upset Took off his shirt, booted up, then looked down to my chest So I slammed his ass, the nigga started to kick I went to stompin' in his face, fuckin' up his shit Gave him a good ass whippin', then I started to steppin' I saw him reachin' in his pants, I seen he was stressin' The niggas was stuntin' but I had mine Five times through the chest, family outside cryin' On the way back home, I saw this sharp ass lady Polo down, hair fixed and some gold earrings I asked just where she's headed, she said,