[Singer] oohhhh
[Voice] Tell `em where you come in, tell that fake nigga where you come in
[Singer] oohhhh
[Voice] Yall bitch niggaz is jealous, I see a whole bunch of suckers
[Verse One]
Won`t you niggaz, take a look at a real thug
and see why, ya bitches get suspicious and peal slugs, at me
Til the day I die, high motherfucker tryin`
to think of somethin`, other then dyin`
What the fuck could you do me, but laugh and diss
Stay in your place, while a real playa mash to this
I know it`s heaven for G`s, M-11 to squeeze
Bout an ounce, and body counts, to drop pass seven degrees
I`m a neva go home, blastin` on you bitch made
jealous ass niggaz, switchin` up like a switch blade
Life is what you make it, I`m make it in dope
My dog died in jail cell, shakin` from rope
It`s only one way out the game, and I suggest you stay
from escapade, profess you chest and laid
Put ya guns down, shoot for revolution, and mash
In other words, keep your shit cocked shootin` for cash
[Chorus - singer]
Life ain`t what, it used to be
Things ain`t the way they used to be, the world is changin`
Will I live or will I die? Will I ever see the light?
The world is changin`
[Verse Two]
My next kin to crew, is a selected few
if you don`t fuck wit me, they won`t bust at you
I been from Cali, Sac the Bay Area and back
in this world thats all black, more critical wit the mack
I rush `em all, kick it to they bitches and fuck `em all
Evil eye ya squad, they all soft, I stuck em `all
yall niggaz gon` despise on me, makin` thugs out you suckas
come and ride for me, dyin` is the hardest part of livin` ya life
talkin` slick, after tellin` me that bitch was ya wife
so your fiancee, probably goin` wild for me
I write a letter to my un-born child
and tell my baby girl to smile for me
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Bumpin`, jumpin` from jeerz, wit these thugs that hide ten`s
on they hips six-shooters, inside a buggy-I Benz
approach hard, slidin` speed roads, from the coast guard
better warn you, befo I put somethin` on you
and it your folks hard, that Henny mix
rappers fire quick like twenty blix, any click beefin`
cuz, they don`t city wit, loves goin` get cha
Hussein been it, affendin` ya little dogs
puttin` thugs on a stretcher, so suffer
look at her wiggle, and don`t touch her
must cha make suicidal threats, to cuff her
you ain`t a playa(nigga), while you ridin` a bitch
and ain`t a ridah, now you`s a sucka and ya pride is clinched
once she go thug, so always be thugged
remember that son, all I want is action
won`t hesitate to clap one, the east and the west
got me packed and stressed, but through the pain
all I`m tryin` to, is gain happiness
why don`t you niggaz, take a look at a real thug
and see, why these suckas tryin` ball on me, me god {*echoes*}
[Chorus]
Makaveli the Don, Killa Khadafi rest in peace
Makaveli the Don {*echoes*}
[Singer]
Will I live or will I die? Will I ever see the light
The world is changin`, ooohhhhh
