This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up

Kuniva
If you a loud mouth
Trying to wild out
And we see just how you laying
And we peep your style out
(You a punk)
When you chilling out in
front of your truck
And get stuck

That's how niggas get fucked up

Proof
No love at home with your infolks
And the world just keeps
fucking with your mental
And all these kids making fun
of your trench coat

That's how students get shot up

Kon Artis
Hating on us but you come
to our show (Fuck them
niggas)
I crowd surf and you let me go
Oh no
Whip your ass when I get off the floor
Just so you know though

That's how haters get fucked up

Swift
When the police pull you over
and shit and find ganja
Now every month they
checking on your piss
They getting mad cuz you
ain't come back since
And now they sweating you

That's how P.O.'s get fucked up

Kuniva
When your mans hook you up with a bitch
Over the phone
And when you see her
She ugly as shit (God damn)
Now at the end of the
date she want a kiss
And some dick

That's how blind dates get fucked up

Proof
Say we got a real crew
with a lot of skill
And only one nigga in our crew
make the dollar bills
Y'all fools just mad cuz
y'all ain't got a deal

Local rappers talk too much

Kon Artis
You don't like this pain
But you roll with punks
Manage to trip the alarm
And you all get stumped
Cops got AK's
Y'all only got pumps
That shit's just dumb

That's how Cruzzie?? got locked up

Swift
When your ass wanna walk in the club
But 'stead of telling you to wait
The nigga wanna push and shove (move)
They get trampled from the
niggas you brought
So move over

That's how bouncers get fucked up

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Kuniva
When you get your guns outta the stash
And gather all your homies up
To go and shoot up a pad
Soon as you finished y'all run out of gas
You better haul ass

That's how drive-bys get fucked up

Proof
Mixing weed with the brew
Extacy and Kalu, gasoline fumes
Nitrous balloons
Acid tablets and magic mushrooms

That's how D12 get fucked up

Kon Artis
I like your records
But my album aint dropped
Dr. Dre's my favorite
Bitch get off his jock
Got a backstage pass and
I need to get off
Wanna meet da-da-da Doc?

That's how groupies get tossed up

Bizarre
Drop outta school
Take drugs and molest sluts
Got your girlfriend
sucking on my left nut
Your parents don't like me,
but guess what (what)

Cuz Bizarre don't give a fuck

Kuniva
Chokin' your wife all in
front of your peeps
She toss a brick through the
window of your Jeep
They back together by the end of the week
That's so sweet

Slim and Kim argue too much

Proof
Invite a ho to your house
While your bitch is out
Now you got the dick
All up in her fuckin mouth
Pull it out
And then you bust off on
her favorite blouse

That's how Clinton got caught? up

Kon Artis
Steal cars, wreck bars,
got fucked up beyond
Recognition, walk in 50?
clubs like we stars
Our mission every day is
just to smoke bongs and
fuck bitches

That's how Runyan Ave. is cut

Swift
When your life wasn't raised up right
See your mother coming home
With different niggas every night
And then you run in to the
one you don't like
So get the fuck off shooting

That's how step-dads get fucked up

This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up

This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up