smoking weed with my Gordo Motherfuckers laid back in yo Cadillac Let me jump in this shit like back to back Stay real for life, roll down south For the
The stress of everyday living Is slowly corrupting my soul I'm 2 months out the joint on papers Walking with 3 years parole I did 4 and a half a slab
my thang These are my ghetto slangs And I'm representing thug shit This who I roll with Watch them niggas that's gonna love this Niggas who out on bond On the run Got 10 years
be thuggin, we be wildin, in these villas ya dig 'Cause we the realest ya dig, ain't no half steppin' here I'm caught up now, but next year is my year
the peelin' Who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain? You're gettin' fucked real quick And Eazy's dick, is smellin' like MC Ren's shit Tried to tell you a year
nuts As the one time struts Gets my bail on cause I ain't tryin' to get caught around here Be another nigger locked up for the next 10 years No shapiro
under they belt Broccolis up under they belt A gang of silent murder beefs up under they belt Forty, there go that nigga That sold you that half-a-cake
This is my life and this is how it reads For every chapter, a thousand memories A murder, a mystery where everybody bleeds A fantasy, a thriller with
) Noble outlaw (Krayzie Bone) Hum, Big Syke (Big Syke) Mack 10 (Krayzie Bone) Y'all niggaz know what it is (Big Syke) You know (Krayzie Bone) We thugz for life
murder like a bad ass 6 year old I knew that I was gon' be rich since I was 6 years old Now I'm the richest rapper under 26 years old So it's on now,
nigga let it out Aye yo, okay, 10 21 Atlantis Drive, nigga was action packed That's Atlantis apartments, we live in half the back That's where the 12 year
a mansion that sits on a hill 14 million served that's correct 17 cars, 3 cribs and 2 jets I came to test to blood, sweat, tears Persevered for ten long years 10 years
type I done duck off of the few dice I done made of ruler be thinkin' Plumber and a lay pipe I used to think of her about a year and half ago How we
stop sign pole At 8 years old I learned my lesson then 'Cause I wasn't trying to impress my friends no more But I already told you my whole life story
alleys dealin' with digits Aiy, life is real my nigga, me and Lac pa' was killed my nigga It ain't nothing keep it real my nigga While my homies carve life
and do a pull up Reach for that 10 that have you duckin' them bullets Hit you where it hurt it be hard for you to push up Half-way crook ass niggaz
said with a half way grin He said no this happens every now and then Every driver in here knows Big Joe But son let me tell you what happened bout ten years
no rights That's why I rhyme so aggressive and bring every message to life I fight the power spite the power the 90 percent Keep 10 and feed twin, half