I know my enemies Are coming after me They want to blast a ge Cuz the see that I’m after cheese But you need to check your bitch Cuz the hoe is after me I can give a fuck though Cuz I’m a still fuck a hoe Then hit the streets like im untouchable Soon I hit the scene Like 2pac it’s all eyes on me I’m looking so fresh and so clean And You can call me cocky But it’s clear to see How I got All the bitches jocking Having fantasies About what they want to do to me And then bustas fearing me I gotta be cautious Cuz these food are plotting Agianst me On what to do to me When they get me At least 2 or 3 That’s why I gotta keep The heat close to me With a full clip Just in case you and your crew trips Either way we can do this Its you or me I die you die But I’m not Going out like a punk I bring the function And im packed heavy And always ready to get into something This ain’t Compton But In these Tucson streets We all get crazy and ain’t afraid to bust it Before I go out Im leaving a bunch of heads busted Open Like a coconut When you come to where I’m from You better be aware of us local nuts Smoking punks Smoking blinds Or whatever the fuck to get us going A hundred plus Miles an hour You cowards Get devoured I shower your whole hood with gun powder With money comes power Then comes the respect Run up in your home with them teck Demandin cash And I suggest You hand it fast Unless You want a whole in your head Get the cash then dash Jump in the car and smash Down the freeway That’s how we do it every day When I go out I’m going out the ge way And fuck he say she say Until it’s said to ny face then it really don’t matter Think twice if you think I won’t let the bullet From the 9 milly Make your dome splatter All over the place You claim to be ge But I’m knowin you ain’t Full the is peewee So you know who said And don’t forget it They want to see me Bleeding But it won’t happen I won’t let it I duck and dodge you haters like Jerome bettis In his prime I’m Ahead of my time And won’t quit till i shine Like a lime light And getting bread with my rhymes That i write tight Life Shit I keep it real And to anybody that don’t like it can stay off of my dick Im after dollar bills So keep your two cents to your self You bitch Hoes suck me off till she tootless I fuck her so hard she goes home sore With bruised ribs She said she was doing Excersize and shit But the truth is I let her ride ny dick