We still bad boy killers. Y'all don't feel us. Me, a born leader, never leave the block without my heater. Got me a door, ain't no more bitch nigga either. What could they do to me and let it breath? Them niggas that shot me are still terrified I'll get they ass. How can I show them how I feel inside? We all lost, motherfuckers can't kill my pride. Niggas talk a lot of *, but that's after I'm gone. Cause they fear me in the physical form. Let it be known, I'm troublesome. Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na. All you niggas die troublesome. Cutaways, momentality is ghetto. Make a nigga stop. Today, today, we all tap before you clown up. Bet I bomb on them first niggas. Newie Gang from Murda, pulling up in the Hertz. West side was the world, crowd busting off, really screaming * all y'all niggas in Swahili. Pistol cock, I'm fresh out of jail. I ain't going back, release me to the kill. I'm a heartless *. Say my name three times, like, can you man? Bet I roll on your ass like an avalanche. A soul survivor, learn to get high, pull drive-bys. Murder my foes, can't control my mind. Even thought to my enemies, please, please. Bust-ass motherfuckers trying to flee. Pitching me, letting this chump survive. Ran up on his ass while I ducked and ducked. These chumps. Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na. All you niggas die. Troublesome. Murder murder, my mind state, * ain't changed since my last world. The crime rate ain't declined. Niggas busting shots like they lost they mind. Like 25 to life, never crossed they mind. Tell me young nigga never learned a thing. Dead at 13, cause he earned a pen. Sent a lot of flowers, but how could I die? Eat to stop the game, play the young top. Mercy for the weak, when I speak, I scream. Afraid to sleep, I'm having crazy dreams. Pitching pictures of my enemies, half the time. Lord, forgive me cause I'm wrong, but I pray to die. Now either take me to heaven and understand I was a G. Do the best I could, raising this energy. Or send me to hell, I ain't begging for my life. In this cursed ass, hopeless life, I'm a troublesome. Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na. All you niggas die. You broke. Yuh.