It hurts
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah!

D's trying to plant a murder on me
In the precinct they saying I done murdered homey
I told my lawyer I ain't heard of homey
And everybody know my niggas buried him fo' me
You see I'm on your crib it ain't a burglary homey
They fin' to have me stuck in purgatory
I'm down to do the sticking when it come to the orgy
Conventional methods of sex, totally bore me
Wait~! I'm getting sidetracked, back to the story
These cock sucking got it in fo' me
They wanna, me up
Me find my burner and, me up
But history repeats itself, they never learn
The Unit's the new people who gon'
Huh, we'll find out when niggaz let off the rounds
And this, screamin, down

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Get in the way, I'll murder them
I'll murder them
A nigga already got three strikes, I'll murder them
I said I'll murder them
Any motherfucker touch me, I'll murder them
I'll murder them
You don't believe me wait and see, I'll murder them
You see I told you I'd murder them

They saying I'm an accident waiting to happen
I got one in the head, I'm just waiting to clap it
A pimp told me I was made for this mack shit
So just get you a white girl, don't fuck with no black bitch
I got two felonies, from selling that crack shit
And the third one, came from showing niggas my mac spit
See I'm down for that daytime action
Have niggas crawling under cars when I start to capping
So they don't know what to say to the...
But they know if word get back, something gon' happen
I've been shot, I've been stabbed, but I ain't been snitched on
When you snitching where I'm from you gon' get your shit blown
Southside, I make the best of the worst
We gotta share the same bitch, okay I go first
Cause your, baby's momma is my, baby's momma
I come through to see my little nigga with the llama

[Chorus]

Writer : MOOK, DAVID / CANNON, DON / RALEIGH, BEN / JACKSON, CURTIS / POWELL, JOHN
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.