Since I been out by myself, I keep that bitch Nina with me 
If you my enemy, you don't wanna be the last nigga that seen her with me 
Z-Ro haters be making my attitude, rude 
Fuck around and get stole on, if you fuck up my moves 
Dude, finally I found myself, I had to stop 
Blowing that kick em cause eventually I would of drowned myself 
Already need a anger management class 
See if a busta cross me, it don't matter the situation I damage his ass 
Soldier that's what I be, so bitch 
Why you trying to play me like a H-O-E 
Turn me loose so I can make it to the T-O-P 
It's like I'm in a bucket full of C-R-A-B's, but I keep climbing 
And I keep on rhyming, while they be bumping they gums 
Looking at my diamonds whining and blinding, no dumping they guns 
Cause they can't see me, bitch I'm invisible to the hate 
Thugged off in my kitchen, cutting chemicals in my cakes 

Talking down on me from a safe place, now I'm in your face 
What you gon do now 
Barrettas and Rugas on my person, they would do ya if I burst em 
What you gon do now 
Mo City my block showing no pity for cops, if you trespass 
You done fucked up now 
No busting in the sky first one through your thigh, second ones a chest blast 
I done lucked you out now 

Niggas be cool in my face, but hate behind my back 
Talk down on me in front of me, but not behind my gat 
I bet you won't do that, I bet you scared of that iron 
Perpetrating like you a gorilla, selling drinks in line 
You ain't never seen the Pen nigga, the penitentiary 
They talk rehabilitation, but look at what it did to me 
I smoke mo' and sip mo', than ever before 
Motherfuckers be on my nerves, so I lean on that dro 
Trying to keep on dropping a bomb, on the bitch-made 
Don't be looking surprised, y'all made it this way 
I got a Vendetta with lifts, that be trying to sink me 
Sending police after me, and trying to link me 
To aggravated robbery, and strong-arm jacking 
Trying to throw me off my note, so I can't do no stacking 
Johnny Cochran over lawyer got me out on bail 
Looking for niggas that was plotting on receiving my mail 

Talking down on me from a safe place, now I'm in your face 
What you gon do now 
Barrettas and Rugas on my person, they would do ya if I burst em 
What you gon do now 
Mo City my block showing no pity for cops, if you trespass 
You done fucked up now 
No busting in the sky first one through your thigh, second ones a chest blast 
I done lucked you out now 
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