you think you are but you arnt boy
you snitchin runnin to the cops boy
you ain g stay out the hood boy
you think you hot but you not boy
you workin with the people so you not my boy
you tried to hop into the grown man game but u still a boy
i thought we was patnas we were tight
now i promise i see you we gon do more then fight
we was boys played with those .223 toys
we used to light up the night makin all kinds of noise
then one day you chose to speak on the kid you chose to speak on the game
shit you spoke on the gang you told the alphabet boys erthang
if you ever come back to the hood ill erase your name
i dont usually get my hands dirty thats something for the lil homies mayne
theyll knock you off for less then a p
and i grow so shit thats what you call murder for free
but your a special case i hope you run im down for a chase
i was a half back you were the quarter back im down for a foot race
i put you on i vouched for you and you did me wrong
i heard around in the hood but i didnt believe it till i seen video of u on the glass dong
they tried to give me life 500k on a lawyer i did half a year just fightin the case
i got peoples on gangland blood in blood out they held me down but the whole time all i could see was your face
if you ever see me again i will be holding a scythe metaphorically because im death
matter of fact i caught you in reno mall in another state the biggest little city seen the biggest hole in a mans chest.