I wanted to bring back that reality, nobody can ever be confused and think Im fuckin Mike Tyson
and Im the heavyweight champion, Im a little nigga, thats why its so raw to just watch me
battle lions, cause Im a little skinny nigga battlin niggas three times my size
Watch this uppercut, here it comes... watch the jab nigga...ugh...here it come, look out, watch
my arms...
Now see so many motherfuckers wanna take a peice
Commin equipped with some shit that niggas just cant believe
I pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikazee
Im all over that nigga, come identify the body
My middle finger to you hoe niggas
Run up on me, and ill be forced to let it go nigga
I aint the one you wanna try, why, stayin high
I hit this blunt and watch these motherfuckers die
Whose runnin these streets I said that cocaine
Cause in the the dope game, niggasll die fore they go broke mayne
Another hustler makin major cash
til the punk police come an raid ya ass
Now you stressed doin fed time, and its a bitch
Cause the judge gave you 8 years, you doin 6
And we know that you cant hang, you a trick
Rolled over turned snitch like a biatchhhh
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga
Gotchu fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so whats up? nigga!
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga
Gotchu fallin from this uppercut, stuck, so whats up? nigga!
They got a nigga in the dice game, Im feelin lucky
But the nigga just a little bigger, he tryin fuck me
Out my cash, imma blast nigga, he dont know
I gotta tell ya like the last nigga, gotta go
Dont need to roll for the truck, I get em up
Left to right, my uppercutll hit em up (ha)
Im known to walk the streets on any block
I love my niggas, but I aint puttin down my glock
The gun shots rang when I lose nigga, and ooh nigga
Imma show you not to ever play a true nigga (haha)
Lay it down just to prove it
And fuck the rappin motherfucker we can do this
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga
Gotchu fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so whats up? nigga!
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga
Gotchu fallin from this uppercut, stuck, so whats up? nigga!
They claim that we violent, we named after tyrants
This revolution wont be televised, we keep it silent (shh)
Roll on our enemies, beat em at they own game
Molotov cocktails, release an up in flames
Tired of bein stepped on, sick of bein held back
Lookin through my rear view, thinkin bout the pay back
Wanna see my kids grow dont know if imma make it though
One more nigga came up short in the ghetto
Society lied to me so im strapped with the metal
Push ya middle finger up nigga if you a rebel
Have ya face down goin in ya pockets if ya let em
I done lost too many homies for me to ever forget em
I done made so many mistakes but still I dont regret em
Im a product of the pimp, the pusher, and the reverend
Im a product of the block, the fiends, and the felons
We all lost souls tryina find our way to heaven
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga
Gotchu fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so whats up? nigga!
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga
Gotchu fallin from this uppercut, stuck, so whats up? nigga!
To all the conrads no longer with us, see you when we get there
Pac, Yak, we gon keep on ridin, give these cowards the uppercut
Til we get up there with yall, YOU KNOW!..
Thug Life we still livin it
Outlaw for life, in the name of the Don, lets go!
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