Creepin' up outta the woods gotta give love to my hood

Smoke and I choke and I creep on a come up

N***as be tryin run up but I bust and they drop to their death

Now they done up

Gun up hunt my blunt up

Creepin' 'til sun up feelin' slightly shady

Call me lightweight crazy number one n***a little layzie

N***a don't wanna fight

Runnin' deadly thugsta soldiers droppin' them thangs

Bone done told ya

Testin' nuts so a n***a gonna have to show ya

Faded a n***a that stepped up

Let's slip in some s**t

See 'em alls just stood up then put a foot up that a*s

Had to blast that click click

Sprayed the gauge all cocked and ready to spray down to the pave

Puttin' them souls up off in them graves

Dwell in hell they'll all lay slayed

Amazed must I blaze

It's insane when I take that bud to the brain

Toke choke holdin' me smoke until a me strained feelin' no pain

Better be packin' your weapon 'cause my s**t is kept

And I'm ready to let loose sawed off hangin'

Danglin' up under the trench fin to blow that chest

But you shoulda wore a vest fool 'cause the bone don't front

N***a check or get wrecked

Got flesh on the set with his finger on a tec

Loc'd out with the khakis and high techs

Respect them st clair thugs hustlin' d**gs gotta make that money man

Rap be the thang and the fact remains that we owns that rap game

Bang bang gotta get down for my thang

Bone be me gang

We runnin' with no h*es and the bigger bone that's

Known for gettin' his swerve on and kickin' it on the stage

Off in the rag

Gettin' my serve on

So leave 'em alone

They come

They need to be shown that bone done chrome blown

Lay slugs up in to them domes so go on

You'd rather go run a ho check if you wanna test nuts with flesh

I'm feelin' to lynch ya mo murda

You're runnin' up eye to eye with death

Praise the flesh now nevertheless you're takin' a loss

And this slug snuffed up and dumpin' the body up off in a coffin

Remember the vow said a preacher me teach 'em

Winnin'greetin'

'Em with me nine runnin' with thugs

And hustlas and murderin' 'em every time

Bang bang gotta get down for my thang

Bone be me gang

Remember the ripsta sinster creeper

Reapin' up that set with a street sweeper

Gotta take a breather from sippin' me liter

Rippin' that flesh when I sneak with a meat cleaver

When I'm in me smug never the studio thugsta

Buck 'em

Buck 'em

Motherf**k 'em

Thug never done bluff and f**k them bustas

So back up off me

No stack won't let me slip

When a n***a start to step the weapon put 'em in the graveyard

B***h better buy your vest then test rest the ripsta

Quick to pick up the hollow points and put 'em up in your brains n***a

My little n***a mo hart my bigger n***a sin dash fast

Get up with the block at last blast they a*s pass cash then stash

Me can killa for free for homies and family

Tell 'em to see me that realer n***a the ripsta put 'em in rivers

It don't stop

Drop p's to the sct's and double glock

Pop

Pop

Here's the slug from the twelve gauge thug

You don't want f**k with no buck with rip's breakin' 'em bustas

Blood me fillin' 'em me murder

I show no mercy

Turn your back clack back me gat diggin' 'em in the dirt see

Get ready to duck b***h or get f**ked up

They never could f**k with me sawed off pump

B***h if I'm flippin' or load my clip in n***a y'all all f**ked

Gotta make my money slippin' me pump in my trench and then click it

Now n***a it's rippin' steady clippin' not missin' thuggin' with me click

And now leatherface takin' your life so ya best stay back

Tossin' the rest in a coffin 'cause n***as be runnin' up talkin' trash

Buck a guard while walkin' past

Bang bang gotta get down for my thangs

And I claim and hang with ts n***as that make cheese for the green leaves

Gotta give peace 'cause they swang these

Come n***a meet my hood

And fulla nothin' but thugs and hustlas：sin never been no busta

He'll stuff and buck buck 'em and dump 'em b***h

N***a muthaf**k 'em krayzie don't love 'em put 'em to rest and run

So the po po don't catch up n***a can't be arrested

One m 11 me sendin' n***as to hell and you're feelin' 187

Eleven dwellin' better from the cell and n***a that pick up mossberg

The quicker you to the curb

Put one to the temple pump to mr policeman

That's all you heard

Bang bang gotta get down for my thang

Bone be me gang

Bang bang bang bang