Who rifles there could divide ya or call choppers
 Where dopeheads look like you and me
 But usually the habit of some ? easy to get your three
 Trapped from free world money woman your missin
 You can smell it from can taste or poppys chicken
 The police snitch when they think its there ass
 Should've thought about that when you was flashin your badge
 All turfs are wars your blunts are our cause
 Young ghetto bitches only they want ghetto stars
 Bet your real ward if you fuckin hears people
 Sensitive dicks make the game so lethal
 Sequals ain't never heard ain't no sequals on the streets
 Oh yes my people it can happen in a week
 Peep my location or when the dope casin
 And hoes that don't like me work with the police station