Niggas, hangin' deep on the cut   Sippin' on a motherfuckin' 40 ounce of Gooden   Niggas, hangin' deep on the cut   Sippin' on a motherfuckin' 40 ounce of Gooden   Niggas, hangin' deep on the cut   Sippin' on a motherfuckin' 40 ounce of Gooden      Ain't shit changed in my hood since '86   And 1987, I was swore into the clique   All the triflin' bitches in my hood smoked moes   And all the gangsta ass niggas rode vogues      Drop Monty Carlos, El Dogs and Caddy Coups   Firin' up fry flaggin' hoes out the roof ?   Car down crush portion and fresh paint   Eight in the back you hear my Alpine crank      All of my niggas they had a truck load of dope   'Cause back in the gang you can get it by the boat   It's 1993 new bounds are being broken   If you ain't bangin' then you gots to be smokin'   'Cause if you ain't bangin' then you gots to be smokin'   'Cause if you ain't bangin' then you gots to be smokin'      'Cause I remember back when the nigga had green   Seen him at the pipes and now the nigga is just a dope fiend   Funny how a nigga, sold a key or two   Is down on his ass and all of a sudden he remember you      Everythings cool, I'm the niggas man   Reachin' out his arm tryin' to shake a nigga hand   But I just walked away and left his shit to hang   'Cause back in the game I had a motherfuckin' thang      And that's why I walk with my hands on my dick   A nigga say, "What up?", I look around and I say "This"   And I could give a fuck if the nigga gets pissed   'Cause if he wants a chunk, I'm a get up in his shit      Huh, like it ain't shit, yeah   I thought you knew   It ain't shit      {Incomprehensible}      Creepin' comin' up a yellow stonin'   Put my shit in park and drunk a St. Ises with my homey   Reminisced on fast times, past times and shit   Smokin' on some bud I came acroos my nigga Kick      I gave my boy some dap and asked him what's the haps   Chillin' with this girl and a gat across his laps   I knew he had some drama, I didn't even have to ask it   Now where were them bitches at it's time to kick some asses      He told what had happened and now I'm thinkin' FUCK   I'm callin' up south acres it's time to get 'em up   My motherfuckin' neighborhood is quick to get with static   Never showin' fear 'cause these niggas never had it      Everybody's trapped, quick to go to war   Quick to kill your ass and quick to jack your car   So if you see some shit then I suggest you punch it   'Cause what's about to happen, you may not be able to stomach      Killers killers killers steady smokin' fry   So nigga lay it down or die motherfuckers die   Fuckin' with my family, you dick is in the paint   So don't think that it's shit 'cause niggero it ain't      Shit to brake 'em off I'm brakin' 'em off with chunks   Siggedy south iggedy acres ain't no motherfuckin' punks   And drive-by shootin' ain't the motherfuckin' shit   'Cause niggas plot hits after motherfuckin' hits      Killin' you ass for kicks doin' shit for the murder   And since you want me to die you gots to die 'cause you deserve ta   Now here take this motherfuckin' slugs (bang)   'Cause fuckin' with the kid is the grounds of being drugged      Mister mister Face the hardest nigga being heard   'Cause all I have in this world is my balls and my word   I'm sick of motherfuckers thinkin' they run shit   Until you face to face wiith Scarface you ain't done shit      I'm killin' off you mark ass niggas   With a slug from a glock motherfuckers   I'm a born killer, I really thought you knew bitch   I'm slappin' hoes and cappin' fools