yeah wad up cu its snoopie d-o dub
west coast kings whats up alchemist
i wanna holla real quick man cause see
alota these niggas got the game fucked up
they dont know man its real heavy out in those streets man you could loose your like that...

you wanna lose your life
play me got a pocket and mah cock it and ya might
you wanna lose your life
niggas gettin dropped and popped on the block every night
you wanna lose your life
money is the key in the street life
you wanna lose your life
walkin round gang bangin betta keep that thang hanging

20 lil missiles in the clip of the 5-7 im like navigation if you tryin to find heaven
you already know im a rare breed sittin on a nice amount of acres and square feet
yea see even the best die respect my Columbian neck tie you just can't pass death by
you can be homie cuz neutral god body neita king Zulu
one thing about death it aint gonna fool you no reason to lie for nothing to prove too
why you still here though the devil will use you closed casket is how I know the bullets abused you
even though im a boss i like to eat food too spray a nigga block up when im in the mood too blow a blunt get a drink whatever soothes you
cuz if it aint the street the system will lose you

you wanna loose your life
play me got a pocket and mah cock it and ya might
you wanna loose your life
niggas gettin dropped and popped every nite
you wanna loose your life
money is the key in the street life
you wanna loose your life
walkin round gang bangin betta keep that thang hanging

Homie, listen to the flow let it take you where ya goin billy jean step over the track till its glowin you thinkin
im the O-N-E metaphors are no win avalanche p pushed powder till you snowed in open sesame unveil the recipe cocaine cook
up heroin and ecstasy got me locked in the coupe like the lambos arrestin me gun play necessity war fare none spared duffel bag money aint all there
we sick em all morning victim he who test p just beggin for the death walk with devilish me sit back kick back knowin that theres none hotter
graduated from a drug dealer's alma mater
magna cum-lauder, the kitchen i'm so jata
you niggas got no worries, hakuna matata

you wanna loose your life
play me got a pocket and mah cock it and ya might
you wanna loose your life
niggas gettin dropped and popped every nite
you wanna loose your life
money is the key in the street life
you wanna loose your life
walkin round gang bangin betta keep that thang hanging