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Is the shit gone ever change, 'cuz I be caught up in the middle of it

Ha-ha-ha it's goin down like this ma-fucka!!

Click my pistol, and then in his fuckin' throat I shoved it

Give me your money, and take that palve' off nigga

Fuck Tommy 'Figga, I'm off that doe and liquor

See I be drillin' in the eastside of San Pedro Park

Studd:

I smoke a Camel, the lupsia done have me sparked

Is the shit gone ever change, cause I be

This lil' broad said I'm livin' in my last days

caught up in the middle of it,

Click my pistol, and then in his fuckin throat I shoved it

Give me your money, and take that palve' off nigga,

Fuck Tommy 'Figga, I'm off that doe and liquor

See I be drillin in the eastside of San Pedro Park,

I smoke a camel, the lupsia done have me sparked

This lil' broad said I'm livin in my last days,

My mother love me, she say she hate my bad ways

But still she blame it on herself for doin what she done,

But still she blame it on herself for doin' what she done

It wasn't fun, she moved us in the ghetto slums

So what you think about myself 'cuz I'm a grown man

So what you think about myself cause I'm a grown man,

A bad man, survival is whatever you can

You think you know it, flossin but I know you's a bitch,

Cause I be watchin, tryin to get my rob on this shit,

See niggas underestimate the city that I claim,

Where I am niggas sayin what the fuck is gangbang

Hard livin mothafucka represent your turf, your side of town,

You know thats where the fuck I'm found

Knees dirty, hands dirty, smokin on a tree,

Gamblin my drug money, hell yeah tee-da-lee

Cause I'm the nigga says crime do pay,

My people say they love me, they just

say they hate my bad ways

You think you know it, flossin' but I know you's a bitch

Real bad ass ways (bad ways)

'Cuz I be watchin', tryin' to get my rob on this shit

Real bad ass ways (you got bad ways)

See niggas underestimate the city that I claim

Real bad ass ways

Where I am niggas sayin' what the fuck is gang bang

Get glock cause it pays

Hard livin' mothafucka represent your turf, your side of town

You know that's where the fuck I'm found

Knees dirty, hands dirty, smokin' on a tree

Gamblin' my drug money, hell yeah tee-da-lee

'Cuz I'm the nigga says crime do pays

My people say they love me, they just say they hate my

Bad ways, real bad ass ways

Get glock 'cuz it pays

From city to city, state to state

Murda One:

>From city to city, state to state,

I'm checkin my game with my muthafuckin trusted 38

But wait bubonic at an all time low

But wait bubonic at an all time low,

I'm about to hit the ATM to get money fo' sho'

Gotta hit the ATM to get money fo' sho'

Reclinin in my Cadillac, puffin Newports,

Reclinin' in my Cadillac, puffin' Newports

Eighteen on bump straight up bumpin Too $hort

Eighteen on bump straight up bumpin' Too Short

You caught in the middle of a skanless ass vibe,

You caught in the midstof a skanless ass vibe

We copped another sack so you know my ass high

Funk made by my nigga named X,

Funk made by my nigga X

Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex

Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex, yes

Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,

I recommend mothafuckin' hoes make your knees bend

I recommend mothafuckin hoes make your knees bend

You can't get with this on any day

You can't get with this on any day,

Best believe Murda One got the mothafuckin' bad ass ways

Best believe Murda One got the mothafuckin bad ass ways

Bad ways, real bad ass ways

Bad ass ways (you know it mothafuckas)

Bad ways, real bad ass ways

Real bad ass ways

Real bad ass ways

I'm livin' live on hinges, when niggas in Benzes I'm broke

Joe Riz:

I'm givin' nothin' but hell y'all its cut throat

I'm livin live on hinges, when niggas in Benzes I'm broke,

I wrote a rhyme, called it a pastime

I'm givin nothin but hell y'all its cut throat

Of hurtin' ass shit that I faced the last time

I wrote a rhyme, called it a pastime,

Of hurtin ass shit that I faced the last time

My last dime, goes on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up

My last dime, goes on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,

To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up

To pick up lil' somethin on a get up

You hit up, blessed by the way I protest

You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,

Your world, gettin' it all of my chest

Your world, gettin it all of my chest

Yes the struggle grab me, hatin better have me,

Yes the struggle grab me, hatin' better have me

Drama from my Momma, disowned by my Daddy

What should I do? Tuck my head and throw them rolos

What should I do, tuck my head and throw them rolos,

If anybody know about the trouble I bet Joe knows

And raw livin it remind me,

And raw livin' it remind me

Of the shit that I wanna put behind me

I'm gettin' high for days 'cuz what I'm doin' it pays

I'm stayin high for days cause what I'm doin it pays,

They don't hate me really, they hate my bad ways

Bad ways, real bad ass ways

Bad ways (real bad ass ways)

Bad ways, real bad ass ways

Bad ways (real bad ass ways)

They hate your bad ways, real bad ass ways

They hate my bad ways (real bad ass ways)

I've been a player for years, this ain't no rappers dream

Too $hort:

You leavin' messages, on her answerin' machine

I've been a player for years, this aint no rappers dream,

I'm in the bed, listenin', laughin', ticklin', giglin', kickin' it

You leavin messages, on her answering machine

Nigga I be stickin' it

I'm in the bed, listenin, laughin,

ticklin, giglin, kickin it,

You was hugged up with her when I met her

Nigga I be stickin it

She gave me that look like "Please make it better"

You was hugged up with her when I met her,

I told her with my eyes, meet me over there

She gave me that look like please make it better

I told her with my eyes, meet me over there,

Instantly, she was the victim of a player

I be spittin this game like Iceberg Slim,

I be spittin' this game like Iceberg Slim

What about your man, she said "Fuck him"

What about your man? She said,"Fuck him"

Let's roll, so we jumped in the Benz,

Let's roll, so we jumped in the Benz

Left you at the bar, talkin to your friends

Left you at the bar, talkin' to your friends

$hort Dog came through with the satisfaction,

Now you runnin round like a fatal attraction

Short Dog came through with the satisfaction

Cause I been in the pussy for the last few days,

Now you runnin' round like a fatal attraction

'Cuz I been in the pussy for the last few days

Don't take it personal, it's just my bad ass ways

Bad ways, real bad ass ways

Bad ways (real bad ass ways)

Bad ways, real bad ass ways

Bad ways (real bad ass ways)

Bad ways, real bad ass ways

Bad ways (real bad ass ways)

Bad ways

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