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[00:00.00]Smoking trees, I'm ridin’ 'round
[00:01.62]Come to my side of town
[00:03.30]Lately, it's been goin’, goin', goin', goin', goin' down (Look, uh, look)
[00:06.33]All of my niggas gon' ride with it
[00:08.03]In the pocket, the rocket like Kelly mom
[00:09.55]Mama told me the power was in the tongue
[00:11.37]But it probably ain't powerful as a gun
[00:13.01]All of you little cowards get devoured, I'm givin’ out flowers to anyone
[00:16.45]I ain’t been out the house in a minute 'cause I ain’t wit' it if the money is miniature
[00:20.07]I been mindin' my business, I'm business-mindin’
[00:21.85]I been spendin' some time with the minister
[00:23.59]'Cause them niggas spinnin' shit and still sinnin' in the City of God and it's sinister
[00:26.99]Try to pray and repent in a synagoguе or a mosque, a temple, a church
[00:30.17]Thеm brown skin's seen many niggas hurtin'
[00:31.95]And murder's a common courtesy, for certainly
[00:33.75]R.I.P. D on the shirt, search, lurk, murk, squirt, durk, first (Forty-eight)
[00:37.71]My nigga doin' four plus eight without a court date
[00:39.73]Talked the other day, he say he doin' okay
[00:41.42]He good, he gainin' weight, then got a sharp shank
[00:43.26]He made, he say they played, they gotta partake
[00:45.02]Homie got a heart full of hate and a face full of war paint
[00:47.71]Eyes all red, full of rage and it's hard to escape from a dark place
[00:50.23]East side niggas from the A, niggas all ages
[00:52.38]Tryna sell a pound of the dog cage
[00:53.84]All the OGs 'round town was our age
[00:55.62]Danger, sex, and drugs, X and R rated
[00:57.29]Danger, sex, and drugs, shit be outrageous
[00:59.13]But don't get this shit fucked up, my boy
[01:00.56]Ya lucked up once then ya doubled up
[01:01.98]I dribble and pass it to the cup and triple-double it
[01:03.90]Get to the basket, get the cash and cuddle up
[01:05.52]Cover up, bundle up, batter up (Batter up)
[01:06.95]Um, talk a lot of smack and now go back it up
[01:09.01]Shawty wanna shag, wanna shack it up
[01:10.69]I can put a pussy on the platter like a platypus
[01:12.80]Nappy hair, nigga, hair natted up
[01:14.19]I said, "Barbara," nigga tatted up
[01:15.91]I won't argue, nigga mad as fuck
[01:17.69]'Cause I ain't compatible, I'm finna catapult
[01:19.08]But niggas know it's goin'
[01:20.04]Down, down, down, down, do-do-do—
[01:22.31]If I run out of fuel
[01:24.55]I won't, what the fuck y'all gon' do
[01:27.57]If I don't run out of fuel?
[01:30.95]Down, down, down, down, do-do-do— (Run out of fuel)
[01:32.84]That scares the fuck out of you
[01:33.84]For a couple decades (Brrt)
[01:34.46]Been lettin' this TEC spray (Brrt)
[01:35.28]From that day that I met Dre (Brrt)
[01:36.45]So you liable to catch strays (Brrt)
[01:37.76]From the second you press play (What?)
[01:39.07]I suggest they (What?)
[01:39.87]Do not test like an essay (Why?)
[01:41.15]'Cause like when my homies out west, ayy (Yeah)
[01:42.94]We can just say (What?)
[01:43.82]I'm like a R-A-P-E-R (Yeah)
[01:45.20]Got so many S-As (S-As), S-As (Huh)
[01:47.59]Wait, he didn't just spell the word, "Rapper" and leave out a P, did he? (Yep)
[01:51.13]R.I.P., rest in peace, Biggie
[01:52.68]And Pac, both of y'all should be living (Yep)
[01:54.36]But I ain't tryna beef with him (Nope)
[01:55.71]'Cause he might put a hit on me like Keefe D did him
[01:57.81]And that's the only way you're gonna be killing me (Nah)
[01:59.79]Ain't gonna be on no beat, silly (Yeah)
[02:01.44]I beat the beat silly, on the grind like teeth gritting
[02:03.69]Call me, "Obesity" (Why?)
[02:04.91]You think it's over? Wait, it's just beginning
[02:06.42]Diss me and it ain't gonna be pretty (Nah)
[02:08.29]Used to be yea tall then I grew a little each day 'til I became God
[02:10.94]Like James Todd, now your arms are too short to beat K-Rod
[02:13.57]Indeed, they small like DJ Paul (Woo)
[02:15.37]My new Benz better than your truck by far
[02:17.12]Bitch, suck my balls
[02:17.95]You either smoke crack and you're playin' stick ball in the street
[02:20.21]'Cause you must be on base if you thinkin' you can touch my car (Yeah)
[02:22.40]But if the whole world was out to get you (What?)
[02:24.04]It'd turn you to a powder keg too
[02:25.72]Kyle Rittenhouse, spittin' rounds, the TEC shoots (Look out, like, "Brrt")
[02:28.16]And that ain't no sound effect (Woo)
[02:29.08]Neither was that, SIG Sauer lets loose
[02:31.02]I don't condone gun violence at schools (Nah)
[02:32.72]But I can't get these voices out my head (Hey, let's go, one, two)
[02:34.39]They're putting words in my mouth like alphabet soup
[02:36.14]Got the most content on the continent
[02:37.63]And constant compliments give me confidence (I'ma)
[02:39.48]Across the common sense and incompetence (Uh)
[02:41.22]Incognizant, the conflict's are consequence
[02:43.11]Of accomplishments that conference through compeitish
[02:44.77]If conquered done conked him into unconsciousness
[02:46.44]Through conscious, I conjure that
[02:47.46]King Kong had just called me, "Kamikaze," I'm gun cocked to this (Woo, my bad)
[02:50.17]Nobodies sixteen's are touching
[02:51.84]These motherfuckin' index fingers fuckin' the nina
[02:53.78]Clutchin' the nine millimeter, tuckin' the heat
[02:55.57]Got the toaster like an English muffin
[02:56.98]No, I mean, "Toast to" like you drink to somethin'
[02:58.72]But it's in a holster, I proceed to bust it
[03:00.33]Fuck around and get popped like Halyna Hutchins
[03:02.24]Like I'm Alec Baldwin, what I mean is buckin' you down, coup de grâce then
[03:04.81]Right between the fuckin'
[03:05.81]I shoot 'em all in if you think you're fuckin' with me
[03:07.55]You're gonna suffer the fuckin' repercussions
[03:09.13]The reaper's comin' to heathen and I need it from me
[03:11.03]I keep replenishing fuel while the beat I'm punishin'
[03:12.71]If I run out of fuel
[03:14.18]I won't, what the fuck y'all gon' do
[03:17.35]If I don't run out of fuel?
[03:19.90]Down, down, down, down, do-do-do— (Run out of fuel)
[03:21.78]That scares the fuck out of you