Verse one  I blow'em over wit the club scene  try don, for my nine thousand thugs  in the clubs, that love green, one step  behind Hussin, dogs the don, me and I'm  well bomb on ya kind, like Vietnam  against all odds, get cha Benz or rocks  me and kada, go against all fog  dog from jeerz, infotrate all herds  my last words, who gone blast and serve  they told me never say never, but I never stay alive  hold me, look in my eyes, say I'm never gonna die  blast pass, ya half ass, staff like Casses Clay  pass the tray, pound gripped wit the satin  pistol packin' fresh out of jail, I ain't goin' back  release me to the care, of my heartless strap  hung over from Hennessy, wit a menace in Tennessee  to creep like, burglars heraldin' all you suckas in the industry     Chorus  I know the rules, you all tryin' to change'em  cuz, you a star, wit ya video models you be frontin'  at the bar, me and my thuggs in back, sippin Yack  relax, tat it down, jus dyin' to go out wit macks      I know the rules, you all tryin' to change'em  cuz, you a star, wit ya video hoes you be frontin'  at the bar, me and my thuggs in back, sippin Yack  relax, tat it down, jus dyin' to go out wit macks      Verse two  It get's hectic yall, switch the rules  get cha tools, my motor for runnin' down cuz  ya bitch inproved, reelected as any, as respected  outlaw glocks, got it locked, wit all these blocks connected  from the east to the west, back home wit tha vest  seen it all and still ball, a dog you can't impress  cores ya soul, wit this gold mic molest  when I blow'em ain't nothin' less, drinkin' in front of ?  don't get prayed over and laid, picked from bein' pounded  tha 41. wit the quick flip speed rounded, clothes you identify  bitch made niggaz, I got a point  I'm out ta minimize, down goes ya squad and ya C.E.O, to  step in the streets, steadily infectin' ya crew  he betta act, or get smacked, wit the ten mack two     Chorus     Verse three  Secerts of war, we bust if we must plus  and handle business, when you jealous playas  fuck wit us, turn the party out  soon as they whip the lime beocardy out  it's all we out, been up all night, when the guards be out  call me out, picture perfect life, when I live it  run ya part of town like Emmitt, only five minutes in it  Militant minded, combined wit a sentence  all you fake thug niggas, ya crimes ain't constant  even po-nine, they give me mine from a distant  my chain dangle, hold the Henny on a strange angle  aim and bang you, who the fuck you tryin' run ya game to  it's crunch time, I'm servin'em when it's lunch time  give me mines, stealin' ya hoe, and I'll throw just one rhyme  yall niggas squealin', my thuggs is still dealin'  got niggas hittin' the ceilin', on them fiffty story buildings  clack back the strap, give me that wit the equipment     Chorus    To all my thuggs, all around the muthafuckin' county nation  world wide, keep on sittin' in the back, wit that Yack  keepin' it real, yall know who it go dowwnnnnnnn  Fatal dog once again, for my outlaw niggas  keep it comin', none muthafuckin' stop  Kadafi rest in peace, my nigga 'pac rest in peace