Somebody told me they wanted some of that thug *
So I'ma do some of this * for my niggas up in the bay
Y'all know what the * we speakin', check it out
My mind stays like me against the world
Since the days of youth when I sported a jury curl
Cash rules, first rule, get paid
Anybody mess with progress, get slayed
You know I blaze, whole block left in a daze
Old school gangsta *, crime pays
Pretty as *, so I hit the hood stalkin'
Talk is cheap, so the ninas start talkin'
Nigga, how you think you fuckin' with my
Who bangs for the gang and slays the hotline?
Y'all niggas best kick dust, ridiculous
Best flee with a thrust, cause you're pissin' us
My nigga Banks, who be on the cash
There's much cash, no dips in the OAK
Burnin' hash, mixed with green
Cause y'all bring the envy to the end
When I blast, cause y'all niggas a failure
Got a ship up on my shoulder
And it's got me puffin', don't ya
It's so hard to get over
But I stay true, cause I'm a soldier
Players love me, suckers hate me
Wanna pull their straps and blaze me
But still I keep my composure
I stay high till I die, never survive
Gone off hallucinogenic, still spinnin'
And Jim got my mind diminished
Doctors wanna get inside my brain
Before I die, before I die, before I die
Can't find the entrance
This ghetto livin' got me twisted official
Clippin' the pistol, head on swivel
Cause they itchin' to get you
My burner gloves are still active
Don't test my reactions
I've ranged from bustin' caps to usin' explosives
That's plastic
454 Classic, still totin', ski-masted
In your house, ramblin' through your *
Tryin' to hit the stash
I'm a real American ghetto nightmare
You think I'm lyin', niggas
Dyin' in the hood, tryin' to live good
Haters don't fight fair
I came up in the streets of the town
Eastside Oakland, we ride sideways
We stay loaded, stay in the game
Stay keen, stay sucker free
Stay keen, stay sucker free
Gettin' money every day
We tryin' to touch a G
Ever since day one
Programmed to be a soldier
Do what it takes to win these high stakes
That's why I'm never sober
You put love on my shoulder
And it's got me puffin', don't ya?
It's so hard to get over
But I stay true cause I'm a soldier
Prayin' love is up cause hate me
Wanna pull they straps and blaze me
But still I keep my composure
Stay high till I die
I'm never sober
For the last five years
I've been to five different places
* five different races
Ain't none had money
African hoes just say no to rent
Cause they build huts out of banana peels and bamboo sticks
Now me bein' drunk, seein' that
Bein' from Copeland
Got the drink a lot, mind open
Bounced to get the down south in it
Missed the last special
Numb say bread, no settle
I'm never sober, I stay loaded
To remain focused
I was under the influence when I wrote this
On the regular, I'm rotatin' to the fo' hoes
I don't know if it's game or cause I'm bout to explode
Whatever it may be, I'm out of here
Me movin' the P to my face on TV
I'm flyin' through with some luxury
Bitches nowadays choose to make a gist for the status
But it's really nothin', that's why I stay high like a gnat
Got a chip up on my shoulder
And it's got me puffin', don't ya
It's so hard to get over
But I stay true cause I'm a soldier
Players love me, suckers hate me
Wanna pull they straps and blaze me
But still I keep my composure
Stay high till I die
I'm never sober
I'm out of here
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