( Goldie Loc )   Damn cause this spot's gettin hot   I can't trust the paremedics or them crooked ass cops   The closest nigga to you would do you and try to screw you   Backstab you in the back and act like he never knew you   And he could be the same nigga the switch   Playin all one minute but he really is a bitch   Now watch out for the twist   Here come them niggaz that was with you but they out to get rich   But you thought them niggaz would never do that   Until they came back strapped with them rat-tat-tat-tats   And it always ends up fucked up   When the innocent die it'll have yo brain stuck   It'll have yo brains stuck shit outta luck cause I'm havin bad luck   Fucked up in my younger days   Shit I'll bang you with deuces and hang you with trays   A few days back one of homies got rugged out   Damn shame all the brothers seem drugged out   One of seeds bust a bottle over the bizis head   Say it's yo fault that the otha bizis layin dead   But it's a fact if you pack nigga bust back   Neva run throw our gun unless you fall rat   Hoo wooda sed that it wooda helped anyway   Wit mo guns niggaz sinnin for another day   Damn cause this spots gittin hot   Damn cause this spots gittin hot   Shits gittin hectik bustin threw my windo   Think it was my homies fucked up can't realy call it do   If it was I'ma git him   He gunna hate it when it hit him   Damn cause this spot's gettin hot   I can't trust the paramedics or them crooked ass cops   The closest nigga to you wood do you and try to screw you   Backstab you in the back and act like he never knew you      ( hook, Butch Cassidy )   Another day has come   How much longer will I run   I wanna have sum fun   Layin out in the sun   How much dirt have I done   My life has just begun   I sleep with my gun   My problems weigh a ton      ( Tray-Dee )   I gots to say damn the program dun up and switched   Fool I used to run with and trusted snitched   Got one time on my block straight posted   Hopin that I slip but I dip and ghosted   Told my babymama it wus drama unfoldin   I kissed all my kids den commits to strollin   Wound uptown on a hot ass block   Checkin with some chickens gettin hot ass cock   Daily Tray-Dee'll loose pursuit   But deez ho's broke and don't look to cute   So I parlay to the hard ways of jackin   Fast came to cash but the mash was crackin   I didn't I was the one to be    Kickin summary of sum wen I let em slide up under me   But God as my witness   As a G I couldn't see Dee just goin out sensless   I stayed hard hit the yard   Pull niggaz hole cards   Had em runnin to the sarge   Jail house scars tell the part you played   Livin with a snitch jackin destined for the brake   It don't pay to go soft   Cause when we catch you slippin real niggas takin off motherfuckers      ( Dee, Talkin )   And that's how we do it   Bitch ass niggaz   Out here tellin disrespectin the game   Fuckin up this realism we puttin down out here   You know what I'm sayin   Nigga need the cops to help em out   Hoe ass niggaz   Stand on ya own nigga   Live by the gun die by the gun   Nigga be a soldier      ( hook )