[Verse 1 50 Cent] Sonny did ten years in the fed joint, he half way out He aint home, his ass in a halfway house Correctional facilities don't correct shit Cause the first thing he asked is who gotta get hit a shoot out in 89' fucked up how he walk He a grimey ass nigga, you should hear how he talk should shoot the shepard in the head and da sheep ill scatter, let niggas talk cause action is all that matters, I asked about Barnes he sucked his teeth and said he was soft, Said the boys up in Otisville was breakin him off can you picture him in the yard, niggas yokin him up treatin him like a pin cushion, pokin him up He came home actin like he hard as fuck Must want a first class ticket to see god Uh huh he stick his chest out tellin' niggas he don't back down wait until he find out Sonny’s back 'round
[ChorusX2 50 Cent] Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came up, nigga front, that somethin gon go down, Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want, without a strap, and you gon getcha ass layed down
[Verse 2 50 Cent] My nigga Los comin home soon he up there in Fort Dix It's on when he come home cause he can get 'nuff bricks I was young he taught me not to run, I popped my gun par You can ask Scarlata ??? and Amar them niggas used to hit banks back in the days they embedded in my brain young crime does pay New Cadillacs and Bonnevilles the very next day I just look and learn, I ain't have much to say Legs ill squeeze the life out you like a boa constrictor Fuck a headlock, im talking bout extortion nigga Apply pressure, its hot, get the fuck out the kitchen When niggas pay you every Friday you aint got to stick em At the dice game if Ace roll a six it's no problem But if he roll a ace he gon pull out and rob him losin, a little is alot, when niggas is starvin' Man the drama in my hood is goin down regardless
[ChorusX2 50 Cent] Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came up, nigga front, that somethin gon go down, Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want, without a strap, and you gon getcha ass layed down
[Verse 3 50 Cent] Everbody know Education shot Jamal over short paper He on the run you want a nigga hit son he'll take it heard Wise got shot up over some punk shit In the club beefin' with niggas over some dumb bitch They say Willy was caked up off them credit card scams started a pyramid, the nigga took the money and ran Heard he was outta town ridin round in the pound Chrome spinnin' 545 I no lie ask how, Out on VA, Hampton homecoming he cruise by, He run in to the niggas that he beat, he gon die E must’ve caught a jooks the D's flashin' his mugshot you know it's his M.O. to run up in them crack spots His sister, she aight, big hips, lil waist, big tits Pretty face, we fucked on the staircase Lisa that’s my bitch she freak off with a nigga, shit Man I gotta call that bitch
[ChorusX2 50 Cent] Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came up, nigga front, that somethin gon go down, Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want, without a strap, and you gon getcha ass layed down