(Slatty dandy)
(Sho'nuff)
(CJ)
(Big Squad SMO)
They want me to slow down on them pills, say it's gon' kill me, huh
They don't know the shit I'm feelin', but I feel 'em, huh
I done stood eye to eye with pistols and I'm still me
I done stood eye to eye with Dracs, I can't fake it
I done went toe to toe with snakes, they ain't make it
And my people makin' sure I'm straight, that's the basics
I got a hundred racks for each of my
Mistakes, that's what made me (Sho'nuff)
I ain't trippin' 'bout my— (Oh, look, woo)
I ain't trippin' 'bout my past just as
Long as it ain't the graveyard, huh
I ain't came all red 'cause this ain't State Farm, huh
Niggas know I'm big Blood from my name card, huh
From out west back to my hood, they don't play about me, huh
Send my all to Campanella, I— (Oh, look, huh)
Send my all to Campanella, I'll pay about it, huh
Put my money on your head and go that way about it
Boy, when I pull up, niggas know we 'bout to wreck shit
Boy, when I pull up, I don't see nan' nigga gon'— (Sho'nuff)
Boy, when I pull up, it not nan' nigga gon' catch shit
Boy, when I pull up, I'm gon' hop out just to press shit, huh
By myself with it, huh, to the neck with it, huh
I ain't callin' for nobody
If I go to court about it, then that's me up on that homi'
Bitch, that's me up on that stand, I ain't callin' for my mama
I'm gon' tell 'em that I did it, get to tweakin' on your honor
Bitch, you should've thought about that way before I had some problems
And niggas should've tried to make sure I was good 'fore I had dollars
And now if I got me an issue, I'm gon' end it with a chopper
Let me backtrack, mask up, I ain't gettin' caught
Where them racks at? Count 'em up, get a nigga booked
Big Ice, big boss, hit his block, fuck he thought?
They gon' do it 'cause I put the bread up like it's locked
Like I said, they ain't slidin' 'bout no love
Wouldn't give a fuck if they was, nigga
Don't want no favors, I'ma spend it just because
Nah, me, myself, and I'll be done spent your shit with blood
Spent your shit with Sosa, baby better grab her shit and run
This shit gon' be fun, we gon' hit they hood until it's done
Keep on buyin' guns, put 'em to the side '
Cause I can't trust, all this shit sus
Yucky nigga tryna keep it tucked
I'ma keep it up in your bitch face until it bust
I don't trick on nothin', bitches pay me money when we fuckin'
Ho, I'm Skuba Ruffin
And I got temptations for your auntie, she say, "Keep 'em comin'"
Herp gon' give me everything that I need
I can hear 'em mumblin', so I keep on askin' what about me
Better not speak on shit, you know niggas bleed like I bleed
Niggas breathe like I breathe
If he leave when I leave, I be done left him where we was
I ain't playin' no ho games when we worried 'bout that club
Mr. No Name, nobody here off the drugs, dude
They want me to slow down on them pills, say it's gon' kill me, huh
They don't know the shit I'm feelin', but I feel 'em, huh
I done stood eye to eye with pistols and I'm still me
I done stood eye to eye with Dracs, I can't fake it
I done went toe to toe with snakes, they ain't make it
And my people makin' sure I'm straight, that's the basics
I got a hundred racks for each of my
Mistakes, that's what made me (Sho'nuff)
I ain't trippin' 'bout my— (Oh, look)
