Hey Shug, what I tell you nigga when I come out of jail, what I was gonna do, I was gonna start digging into these niggas chest, right? Watch this. Hey quick, let me see them binoculars, nigga. The binoculars. Yeah nigga, time to ride. Grab your bulletproof vest nigga, cause it's gonna be alarming. Now me and Quick finna show you niggas what it's like on this side. The real side. Now this ride is gonna be some real motherfuckers and it's gonna be some pussies. Now the real niggas gonna be the ones with money and bitches. The pussies gonna be the niggas on the floor bleeding. Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize cause the ride get tricky. So you got some niggas on your side that say they your friends, but in real life they your enemies. Then you got some motherfuckers that say they your enemies, but in real life they eyes is on your money. So your enemies that say they true, but in real life them niggas have been snitching. It's a dirty game y'all. Y'all got to be careful about who you fuck with and who you don't fuck with. Cause the shit get wild y'all. Keep your mind on your riches baby. Keep your mind on your riches. 9-1-1, it's an emergency. Cowards tried to murder me from hood to the burns. Every one of you niggas heard of me shit. I'm legendary nigga, scary and paralyzed. Nothing more I despise than a liar and coward. My mama told me when I was a thief. Such a vicious motherfucker, why these devils let me free? I proceed to make them shiver when I deliver. Criminal lyrics from a worldwide mob figure. Thug niggas from everywhere, Mr. Makaveli. Niggas is waiting for some thug shit, that's what they tell me. So many rumors, but I'm infinite, immortal outlaw. Switching up on you ordinary bitches like I'm Southpaw, you get left. In every breath I breathe, until the moment I'm deceased. There'll be another moment, ballin' as a G. I break the ground, then I start again. Eternally I live in sin, until the moment that they let me breathe again. It was so hard for the fight. Believe me, I was in every hand. There was about five, I was in all of them. Whichever one was winning. I wasn't fighting shit. Nigga made me unball my fist once, show you how scared I was. I had my fist up already, my motherfucka put your hand down. My lyrical verse was so much pain to some niggas, it hurts. My gun's busted, if you ain't wanna bust, it gets worse. Bitch niggas get they eyes swole, in fly mode, I'm a homicidal outlaw. In 5-0, get your lights on, the fight's on. Tonight's gonna be a fuckin' fight, so we might roll. My own homies say I'm heartless, but I'm a G to this. Until the day I'm gone, that's regardless. Ride by, niggas bow down, thought I'd rot in jail. Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now. Throw up your hands if you dubbed out. First nigga act up, first nigga getting drunk out. I can be a villain if you let me. A motherfucker if you do upset me. Tell the cops to come and get me, rip the crowd like a phone number. To start again, don't have no motherfuckin' friends, nigga. Look, it's time to go out to the old heights for the fight. Believe me, everybody in the old heights, nigga, is drinking. Every weekend get his ass whooped. He never wins a fight, but he always wants to fight. No heart for the fight. You don't get out of the way, I'm gonna kick your ass. Well, well, that's an answer. I gotta shake. So all my niggas engaged in making money in the 50 states. Keep your money and shit to fuck up on, bitch. No longer living in fear, my pistol closed in hands. Convinced that this is my year, like I'm the chosen man. Give me my money, you label me as a don. If niggas is having problems, hope and fire a bomb. I died and came back. I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a gang crack. Thuggin' is in my spirit, I'm lost and not knowing. Scarred up, but still flowing. Energized and still going. Can it be fate that makes a sick motherfucker break on these jealous-ass cowards cause they evil and fake? What will it take? Give me that bassline, I'm feeling bombed. Death row, baby, don't be alarmed. The homie quick gave a nigga a beat. And let me start again. Represent, cause I've been sitting. The hearts of men. No height for the fight. Bitch, leave me. Bitch, leave. Oh, and slap me upside the head again. One of them good ones, too. Sounded pow, y'all. I did it. Baby, this bitch shot me. No height for the fight. Leave me. I was in every gang. There was about five. I was in all of them. Whichever one was winning. That's my type. Cause I wasn't fighting shit. Cause I wasn't fighting shit. Cause I wasn't fighting shit.