Rollin down the 'Shaw, niggaz lookin at me

all crazy, but they don't fade me

The niggaz just made cause the hoes they got, got the hots

So they stare at a playa all on my jock

He knew like I knew, the ho could be tooken

so the nigga keeps lookin, I'm not tryin to take yo' bitch

The rules of a pimp, hoes, you know

If the ho choose then you lose

Cause of the fact that I'm a mack and I can't hold back

shit from these punk-ass tricks

You better leave that ho and tell that old look ho you're free to go

and find somebody else out there that need your punk-ass

I can't fuck with a bitch like you

Ain't no tellin what yo' ass might do

(?) and Superman gon' have to come and get me off yo' ass

cause I'ma straight be trippin

You won't find another nigga like me

Not even Spike Lee can paint a picture, how it's gon' hit'cha

Cause it's a lot of niggaz losin they souls over hoes

and while I'm fuckin 'em they buyin 'em clothes

but never smell the Folgers, I told ya, uhh

Killa Cali ain't even safe for a soldier

So I suggest you wipe the S off yo' chest, and tuck in yo' cape

and plan yo' escape and set suckers free



Nine-deuce was the truce, now it's nine-trey

Now everybody say Anybody-K

So what do you?  A nigga run up on you

A nigga run up on me, he THROUGH

Cause niggaz ain't playin, niggaz ain't playin

Half these mark niggaz couldn't stay where I'm stayin

where it's black, black, black as a cat

So when the moon come out have your ass in the house

And don't hit no wet hooters, cause intruders

be comin tryin to get busy, don't be dizzy

I'm not a warlock or a witch, can't stand a snitch

Never will I switch from a man to a bitch

cause I'm the, new rule, the six-shooter

I drink eight, cause only bitches drink coolers

From state to state, I don't care how great

Around here, they carry no weight

And for you window cleanin tricks at the gas station

Can't lie to me, I know your ass basin, broke

Busted, disgusted, and not to be trusted G

.. cause I'm sucka free