Get'cha gun get'cha gun did ya kill em off off Fuck with the niggas with the
guns and ya might get shot get shot
Get'cha gun get'cha gun did ya kill em off off You could be the first to feel
the heat to see how much we got we got we got
I still be a thuggish ruggish nigga dressed in all black khakis fatigues and
boots still don't give a fuck about the law still roll with the pump in my car
and fuck who you are you fuckin with a couple of niggas that's really insane
i'm talkin loco Krayzie as Hell it ain't just a name it's the game we done
loosened up a couple strings and shook a couple of screws loose in my brain
besides that man ain't nothin changed look at me nigga i'm still a thug nigga I
still smoke bud you know I still represent St. Clair wig split shit nigga what
this them Bone Thug niggas thinkin I told ya but we put it down like that
whoever we got to fuck up to prove it we do it and keep on movin guess who's
back up in the house original Cleveland criminals nigga just send em subliminal
messages like murda mo murda murda never forgot where we come from watch how
you move your tongue cause I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass
and smash it protect my niggas for combat Leatherface at you and on your ass
like I was a heat seaker creepin the reeper quickly sweep you off your feet in
Cleveland
I be the coolest little nigga you can meet meet meet but nigga you fuck with me
then i'm a fuck with you introduce you to this heat I sweep the streets when I
draw down let me hear you say fuck the law now rawest niggas in the town ready
thug and go down go pound for pound nigga that's the motto let me see you throw