[Featuring Laroo Lil' Bo The Mob Figgas]



I See So Many Murders In These Cali Streets



I Load The Strap In The Battle Won Wit Death To Get Beat Who Ever



Thinks



Of Defeat?



When In ??? ??? I Keep My Eyes On The Prize



Cos Ain't Nobody Killin Me I Be The Big Gangsta



>From Up North No Pain No Gain



Nigga Fuck The Fame Slide The Chips And Serve Caine



Cos I'ma Pack A Pistol Til' I Die Bitch And Fuck You Pigs



That Got Me Down On That Hitlist, I Know You're Followin Me



You're Round In My 500



But I Commence To Shake You Piggies While I'm Gettin Blunted



My Nigga 2PAC Died And Now You Hoes Is Hunted



I Give A Fuck, I'll Buck You Down And Stare, Whatever You're Comin



I Gun Em Down Like A Chump Bitch, And Leave Em Neckless, Front Seat



Like A Stamp, Bitch, Run Up And Load Another Clip



And Then I Vamp, Bitch, This Gangbang Mentality Be Havin Me Amped



I Like To Smoke Bomb-ator, Mean And Rush A Hater



Put A Rush In Gators, Shoulda Seen When I Sprayed Her



Live Fast, Die Early, No Heart, No Glory



25 With A L Cos The Judge Couldn't Feel My Story



Oh No, Not Me, I Got Kids To Feed



Shoot My Way Out Any Situation Til' Death Do Me



Part From The Streets, It's Mandatory, Got Packet ???



And I Jack It, It's Major Dope When I Rap It



Chorus:



I'm All In For The Paper, Big Bases I Chases



I Keep A Glock On The Side Of My Hip When In Unfamiliar Places



I Stay Ready For Ridahs, See I Know How They Think



It Ain't No Killin Me Before I Dump Caps In They Bod-ies



We Be The Big Gangsta, Think Quick, Like Karate



Smash All The Pranksters, Makin Hits Like A Got-ti



Drink Nuttin But The Best, X-O, Hennessey



And When I Dies, An Outlaw Ridah Is How They Remember Me



I Bounce Into The Club, Drunk And