[Intro]. Yeah. It is what it is man. Uh huh. [Verse 1]. Sirens flashin' you know the routine the crime scene taped off. It started off a robbery they blew half his face off. They seen him shinin' course full of diamonds he bought. Grindin' his foot slipped off the ladder of success he was climbin'. The D's came through asked the niggas if they knew what happened. Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin'. Detectives at my mama crib they say they wanna question me. They put me in a line up last time and they arrested me. When it come to cookin' coke they know I got the recipe. I turn a quarter to a half thats why they mess with me. I'm the neighborhood pusher I move packs to make stacks. A little weed a little X a little H a little crack. Figure I push it to the limit take this shit to the max. Navy blue vest on navy blue Yankee hat. Calm in my palm fully loaded fire arm. First to let off last to run everytime its on. [Chorus]. I tell niggas to suck my dick. Get the fuck out my face. Cause I don't need 'em. Cause they're never around. When I'm down. Shot and I'm bleedin'. [50 Cent]. What niggas yeah. Is there a mothafuckin' problem nigga. Oh yeah. That's what I thought so pussy. [Verse 2]. niggas be talkin' about me they always callin' me crazy. Fuck them O.G. niggas they stuck in the eighties. Sayin' they gonna do me somethin' now you know thats a lie. nigga you look at me wrong I'll let that hammer fly. I'm rich I still wake up with crime on my mind. Queens nigga put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime. When I say move nigga move or get caught in the cross fire. Up a fence runnin cut my fuckin' hand on a barb wire. Shits crazy just a different day its the same shit. Hollow tip part in ya head leave ya whole fuckin' brain split. They sit they see me in the Ashton Martin. What's the matter they can't get that Hoopty started. Thought they was grindin' well goddamn where that money at. Thought you was fucked cause you was lettin' paper stack. You ain't a hustler matter of fact you's a busta. I don't trust ya I shoulda sent niggas to touch ya. [Chorus]. I tell niggas to suck my dick. Get the fuck out my face. Cause I don't need 'em. Cause they're never around. When I'm down. Shot and I'm bleedin'. [Outro]. What?. Who said they gonna do somethin' to me. You must be out your rabbid ass mind. Fuck around and kill one of these niggas. . enviado por : teeago@hotmail.com