he say he want to go far say goodbye to the mama, papa end up in the back of a cop car charged with ice and the pop rocks wheres your squad at now looking rock star got too skinny with the lock jaw late nights on the dock yard bones just chill waiting for the drop now say you got skill hot rod dropped outta school eating pop tarts slanging weight banging dames getting shot down sold out names my escape for the gold gate and a dinner plate wired up no mistake why im here for the first place bring the crime down in your hometown homies say your friends rats now sold out for the cash cow protected as a witness put your hands down call me nark in the dark never be a superstar still slanging sacks where the smack diggin graveyard life no change when the train runnin same track now the golden gate aint that great when you sell your friends out being tall make the call as an outlaw make a haul for the new crawl back at the dockyard say goodbye to the mama, papa end up in the back of a cop car charged with ice and the pop rocks wheres your squad at now looking rockstar.