Believe me baby, hear me fear me feel me thats why they all want to kill me dead two in the head, a nigga not soon as I get the drop pull up and pop come and test me silence the brethern vicious style juice running through my head rest how many want to die nigga thats my concept its irrational Im erratic like Mike Douglas in Falling Down Im losing sight now I can hardly see and smoking all this fucking weed I can barely breathe I might tell a bitch please squeeze on these run up in a tele drugged up
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Are you watching me-they be watching, niggas they be watching,-keep watching me, now dont look down Are you watching me, they be watching, bitches they be watching, keep watching, keep watching me, dont look, down
Whos watching me come on watch as I creep through your block in a hard top drop with my beat on knock cause cops I aint standing and gangstas know catchings before hangings and my dogs keep banging cause aint shit changed hustlers yall keep slanging we stuck in the game with not a lot togain and everything to lose but we soldiers that frontline in days if Rule we do homicide drive by cocked and spray if you the last one standing you about to lay 6 ft underground watch me now stop me how yall niggas trying to cop my style I spit nothing but hot ones, and pop guns, make it hard for niggas to function who want some of the Rule baby Im legally considered crazy thats the way the Lord made me this world cant change me and thats the way it will be caught in the dark till the light
Compositor:Publicado em 2000ECAD verificado fonograma #1939089 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM