First verse:
I woke up quick, at around two
Jumped in my benz, picked up dj screw
Boys out there, makin them tapes
Separate the real niggas from the fakes
My boy just got out, did a flat ten
And he just cant stop talkin bout that pen
My best friend, but time destroys all men
Now he dont give a fuck about goin again
It aint all good, but I aint missin no money
Im just a thug muthafucka and you cant take nothin from me
Somebody once said they wanna see me dead
The next week they found the boy with two holes in his head
I break bread with my killas in the h-tx
Its the sp-mex, in the all black stretch
Known for my purity, pride, and security
A house costs as much as one piece of my jewelry
Chorus:
Cuz the boys on the cut dont give a fuck
You come talkin that shit, your eyes get shut
Boys out there, slangin that yay
Only pussy muthafuckas say that crime dont pay
(2x)
Second verse:
The time has come, and the day is here
Two thousand one, is my muthafuckin year
I come from the head, its the boy named los
The one that got everybody on they toes
Straight up, and still I sell dope for a livin
In the form of a compact disc, fuck prison
No more savin cans, no more collectin pennies
Ill have your fuckin clique hollerin "who killed kenny? "
For my gangsta bitch, that I just met
She ridin my dick, chuckin up her set
I dance with the wolves, this is for my hood
Got the whole world fiendin for the dope I cut
Chorus
Bridge (ayana m.):
Fire......
We on fire.......
We aint gone stop....
Droppin these boooooombs.....
(2x)
Third verse:
I was twelve years old, when I did my first jack
And I dont think that bitch ever got her purse back
With fifteen rocks, I bought my first car
Cooked my first batch of dope in a pickle jar
Its like uno, dos, tres, young happy perez
Got me sellin this dope to anyone on two legs
Boys talkin down, but I give two fucks
Step in my face, I put you in an all-black tux
Layin in a casket, hard as a rock
My lead, hitcha head and make it snap, crackle, and pop
Now how many times do I have to tell ya?
All my life Ive been called a failure!
My freestyle flow, is so untouchable
I just got out the county jail two months ago
Now Im in the studio, just like julio
In the city where them bitches never won a super bowl
Man I cant stop, ima keep on droppin
Seven of my bitches at the same mall shoppin
At the galleria, tell me have you seen her?
I fuck a country singer and a houston ballerina
Plus a fine ass china, I used to be a dreamer
Now I bought my mom and dad a navigator and a beamer
Leave a mark in this game, ask ted indian
I dont give a fuck cuz every month I make a million
Bridge
