The more I look at her the more I look it here. The streets are kinda crazy like damn I gots to be more careful. It's ugly out here mane. These niggas out here talkin' these bitches ain't no good. I'm strapped up and I'm on one and wishin' it go wood. I'm ridin' 'round in my big thang still up in my hood. I'm ridin' 'round with that big thang cause niggas ain't no good. I've got to be got to be got to be more careful. I've got to be got to be go-got to be more careful. I've got to be got to be got to be more careful. I've got to be got to be go-got to be more careful. Like Scarface who can I trust?. Bonfire this only us. I'm outchea I gotta have it. Paper chasin' I gotta grab it. Money talks I don't talk about it. Take the loss be a boss about it. Catch me slippin' I really doubt it. I don't leave my house without it. My masterpiece bad about it. Jealous nigga that's old shit. Laugh about cop more whips. And hustle hard get more chips. I got to be more careful these niggas out here feds. I got to be more careful go read what he said. It changed out here and all my silent niggas are gone. Somehow somewhere all the shit that went wrong. I never thought that it'd get to this. All these niggas all snitchin' in. If it's too hot to handle it. Then stay on out and I'm catchin' in. These niggas out here talkin' these bitches ain't no good. I'm strapped up and I'm on one and wishin' it go wood. I'm ridin' 'round in my big thang still up in my hood. I'm ridin' 'round with that big thang cause niggas ain't no good. I've got to be got to be got to be more careful. I've got to be got to be go-got to be more careful. I've got to be got to be got to be more careful. I've got to be got to be go-got to be more careful. They slip outchea Deba. Got to be more careful. Never leave the crib never leave my home. Without my street instrument my baritone. Blat! This what I put aside. Polite on the sucker leave his face in his lap. I get it play the game of death they don't play fair. Gotta pack up 30 dig and always stay prepared. I got some Girl Scout cookies and some Jackie. A badass bitch with a short hair. Tatiana Ali but blowin' all up in my Ruprecon truck. Should I say G? Talk is cheap. Skatin' through the streets your tremendous ass be. My money kinda tall but I don't play ball. Actin' all the pictures nick the paint off the wall. Wutchu need? Problem you havin' mane?. I'm like the concierge I can get you anything. My heart that pump get my heart pumped propane. I've always been a factor I ain't never gonna lame. Got a couple crash dummies that will wrap you like a mummy. Push you in the graveyard where it's dark got Sunny. Do it for a friend but I ain't gotta give him money. Slap you with the kid and they'll do anything for me. These niggas out here talkin' these bitches ain't no good. I'm strapped up and I'm on one and wishin' it go wood. I'm ridin' 'round in my big thang still up in my hood. I'm ridin' 'round with that big thang cause niggas ain't no good. I've got to be got to be got to be more careful. I've got to be got to be go-got to be more careful. I've got to be got to be got to be more careful. I've got to be got to be go-got to be more careful