(Verse 1 Makaveli) Check it out Is it, money or women to funny beginnings, tragic endings I can make a million and STILL not get enough of spending And since my life is based on sinnin, I'm hellbound Rather be buried than be worried, livin held down My game plan to be trained heavy, military Mind of a Thug Lord, sittin in the cemetary Cryin, I've been lost since my adolescence, callin to Jesus Ballin as a youngster, wonderin if he sees us Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes Livin in jail, this is hell, enemies die Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin? Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin Please God can you understand me, bless my family Guide us all, before we fall into insanity I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin warlike Drop some shit, to make these stupid bitches jaws tight
Go, niggas wanna get it on, let's fight! I got some niggas in my click that make thay mother fucking jaws tight now Go, niggas wanna get it on, let's fight I got some niggas in my click that make thay mother fucking jaws tight