Man all these motherfuckin' niggas out here man

Every time I try to go somewhere I got plex form these

Sorry punk pussy no good hatin'

My nigga you done pushed the wrong button

I ain't never ran this hot

Now you the number one nigga

I wanna whip the piss out

And this not a threat bet that

I ain't gonna let that shit slide

Gotta get that bitch right

Want him dead by midnight

I followed him from the crib to the crack spot

I watched him go in and come back out

I got ready to pull the mack out

Sandwiched him by the theater of 610

Unloaded the pistol now dirt is now what his dick's in

Shit I seen a slab get stripped

The discs seats and sound gone

And candy paint burnt to a crisp

These niggas gettin' hated on

For the '84's that they skatin' on

jackers in the dark alley waited on

The fool comin' out the gamblin' shack

Pistol to his back took 4 ounces of crack

And a fat dozier sack

That's why I pack my nigga

That's why I pray cuz where I stay

I got to carry my motherfuckin' gun every single day

Motherfuckers wanna start shit every way

That's why I carry my motherfuckin' gun every single day

The p-l-e-x is crowdin' all my space

'Bout to pop this mothefucker cuz he standin' in my place

He sellin' on my block

jackin' from my boys

They comin' on our side

Goin' down and talkin' noise

Now I occupy my time hustlin' and gettin' paid

He occupyin' his time tryin' to get the boys for they blades

Gettin' em for they Chevy 'burban

They jumpin' out of hoo doos

Comin' down swingin' jumpin' out of candy blues

Talkin' bout give it up smooth

Baby boy it's some hatin' goin' on in P-A

Mostly over stanky bitches and who

sold the most ya niggas

Stuntin' pullin' pistols endin' up in the grave

When I pull I always pop that's why I'm livin' today

Girl ass niggas causin' plex between friends

And when you bust on your boy

Don't either one of ya'll niggas win

You end up killin' somebody that you really ain't wanna kill

Over a pussy ass nigga that's showin' hoe type of skills

Comin' from a small town of madness

Late night us all murdered playa hated scandalous

Hoes and 'llac drivin' slab hurters

Acted bad after 8

You can catch us on the late

Roll' dice blowin' and sippin' on the bar straight

We got the red drink orange drink purple drink

Laughin' at these mark hoes that say

They never heard of drink

Half gallon big gulp

Big red big cup

drink mixed up

Blowin' sweets and lightin' cigs up

Now in my new world slow down I can see

Niggas talkin' shit tryin' to see

If what they said got to me

But hoe wearin' type of skills say a lot to me

You just gon' fuck around and get yourself shot to be

Or not to be motherfuckers plot to see

We crack under pressure so they just impress

A nigga to see me react

These niggas try to stare me down like a scary clown

don't dare me 'round here

We fuck your game up like Larry Brown

And pounds of killer 'round like groceries

With a presence that make you not

Wanna stand close to me

Talkin' 'bout we supposed to be bros

Don't make me laugh motherfucker you chose to be

On the side opposin' me

Don't matter what coast ya' be from

Bun and C will light your world up explosively

Motherfuckers wanna start shit every way

That's why I carry my motherfuckin' gun every single day