

Runnin from these punk police, cause lil' niggaz run the streetsįlirting with death, playin Russian Roulette, screamin KILL ME! Niggaz gonna die tonight, let's get high tonight She wouldn't stop to conversate so you called her a bitch (BIATCH)ĭrinkin gin 'fore youu get to sinnin on them bustersĮmptied his clip, passed by like he didn't know me Got my diploma but I never learned shit in school

Gettin money makin dummies out the police, ain't no peaceįor an adolescent nigga to rap, so be a thinkerīud smokin twenty-four seven, everyday drinker Screamin Outlaw (Wessyde motherfucker) bustin on my enemy's block You catch him in his G ride, touchin his glock Lil' bad young mothafuckers, gotta love him Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin
