[Rasheed]
Ma, I`m sorry for the things I did
And god thanks for all the times you let me live
I should of been dead a long time ago
Should of been me and not Guero
Foot on the pedal while I race to the hood
Go to revillations in your little black wood
Mom is all worried and that fucking shit hurts
I never fuck a friend unless they suck my dick first
Creep and I crawl, ball till I fall
Sell you an 80 I won`t charge you for the straw
They asked me how long I ever kept a job roughly
Well, I worked six months in the county as a trusty
I went to prison and came back an animal
Southside, Houston`s murder capital
My crew is cursed, shoot you first
Died next to a stupid nurse
Put you in the bluest hearse
I`ll see your ass at Lucifer
[Chorus - 2x]
6 in the morning police at my door
Fresh, scoop of Coke across my bathroom floor
Out the back window, I make my escape
Didn`t even have a chance to grab my screwed up tape
[Low-G]
My green light, aloe sayed chiquito cagapalo
haters don`t like me cause my name is hard to swallow
Here he comes that 5-O asked me for i.d.
Play on his computer and finds some felonies
I was high, fly and a D.W.I.
Every question asked I came back with a lie
he was searching my ride and found my 45
That`s when I started thinking had to bust him with my nine
Instead I ran, now your boy got away
That night we celebrate like it was a holiday
I use to be broke didn`t have big faces
I had to wipe my ass with the yellow pages
No T.V. and no cartoons
My jefa in the kitchen washing plastic spoons
I was a smoker tough on, green potent stuff
No diamonds on my wrist only, broken cuffs
[Chorus - 2x]
[South Park Mexican]
I don`t know what the fuck, I`ma come have some bud
Who want to fuck with us, brown like snuff or upper cuts
Pro-tect my property, Hillwood prohecy
I don`t know how many times I got to tell y`all get off of me
Balls and that`s all I need, smoking bitches crossing me
When I kill you niggas we can all live in harmony
This ain`t motherfucking breaking stone, I told you once leave us alone
Known to kill my fucking own, blame Houston cause that`s my home
How can I make it when it won`t clear
My bud done look like daffadille
17 million a year, still I thug in my Cavilier
My people come, like Babylon, mexican and african
Few white boys that`s family, asian and mohamilly
Indian and that Navhoe, killers out that Navadoche
Careful how your ass appoach, get busted like you pass a note
All the hoes, camel toes, smoking on that ardachoke
Bought the benz, bought the boat, in my kitchen rocking coke
[Chorus]
[Chorus 2]
Crusing down the street with my 6 hoes
Bumping my shit, riding on vogues
Went to the park to get the scoop
Young niggas out there cold shooting some hoops
