{tec-9}
Well iÂ’ma do it like this, IÂ’m obligated to bust rapÂ’s and peel capÂ’s
For snapÂ’s in order for me to let go my flow I gained from my
Nigero say five or six yearÂ’s ago so know ya gotÂ’s to break
All the bigger niggaÂ’s, now as I rome through my closet
IÂ’m cominÂ’ up on a bag of trickÂ’s I look inside to see what I can come up wit
I found some shit I got a k, as my glock, IÂ’m the nigga thatÂ’s in my hood
That canÂ’t be stopped, the older ladyÂ’s they fear me
The word was out for lilÂ’ kidÂ’s not to talk or come near me
IÂ’m on a stroll with my nina and my black glove
DoinÂ’ a job, now I rub a dub, in the tub
Now IÂ’m clean ready to pull another capper
Hold up my face is on the front of the paper
Now they gotÂ’s me on the run, and IÂ’m runninÂ’ to they catch us
IÂ’m talkinÂ’ bout myself, and my murderous murder weapon
Down to the end till itÂ’s over, give me the last shot
Totally out of control, but what the fuck IÂ’m goinÂ’ all out
Where they at, got to go get Â’em black, beat that buster broke and
I tell Â’em IÂ’m cominÂ’ back, this is not the life a player choose
But I getÂ’s down nigga for my fuckinÂ’ snapÂ’s
NiggaÂ’s watch yÂ’all back, because ya know IÂ’m on a come up move

Chorus: {magnolia slim}
NiggaÂ’s gettinÂ’ fuck, niggaÂ’s gettinÂ’ stuck
ItÂ’s all I know bout cominÂ’ up
Chorus: {tec-9}
Now everybody know IÂ’m a fool thatÂ’s on a come up move
{3x}

{lilÂ’ ya}
Bitch I thoughtÂ’cha knew IÂ’m from that 1-2-3
From that nolia, still a soldier down with u.n.l.v.
PackinÂ’ steel, IÂ’m faÂ’real ainÂ’t no fakinÂ’
IÂ’m in this business for this green, thatÂ’s what IÂ’m makinÂ’
Got in to it with a nigga, I had to tot my gun
Cuz in the ninetyÂ’s if you slip, you will get done
So let me take ya on a fuckinÂ’ capper
Hooked up with mag. slim we bout to make some paper
Called my nigga tec, he must be with yella chillinÂ’
WritinÂ’ some rhymes, or bout to do a killinÂ’
But fuck that, moneyÂ’s on my mind, IÂ’m bout to buck
Slipped on the black mask, and I didnÂ’t give a fuck
IÂ’m stuck, robbed a nigga out two kiÂ’s
B-32 itÂ’s up, I was loaded off that sess and I was drinkinÂ’ pluck
Now IÂ’m on a come up, IÂ’m strugglinÂ’ IÂ’m strivinÂ’
Got to watch my back for them niggaÂ’s who be robbinÂ’
I went on a spree, robbed a nigga for a g added to my fuckinÂ’ product
IÂ’m scored my own ki, rollinÂ’ in my camry, listeninÂ’ to that tec groove and
IÂ’m strapped, because a nigga on the come up move

Chorus

{yella boy}
In other wordÂ’s IÂ’m stuck like chuck so you know I gotÂ’s to buck shit
ItÂ’s bad in my hood, plus IÂ’m down on my luck
The devil loose, itÂ’s shiverinÂ’ in a nigga blood if I listen
IÂ’m a end, and show no fear, must run to my momma, cuz I need money fast
Cuz without money, you canÂ’t live, you canÂ’t last
I heard some new clown across town was runninÂ’ shop
Anything ya need, they got, so iÂ’ma bout to plot
Now all I need is some power from a big gun
Now wantÂ’s I start, I wonÂ’t finish till they all done
Two hourÂ’s a day I scoped the scene and them boyÂ’s packinÂ’
Well they just donÂ’t know, they better get ready for a nasty jackinÂ’
IÂ’m down now, not for long IÂ’m from the old school
A small point to these foolÂ’s, I got to prove
The game is cold you own yo own is these fuckinÂ’ streetÂ’s
So on my own, iÂ’ma put myself on these fuckinÂ’ streetÂ’s
IÂ’m sick and tired of livinÂ’ life is these city blues
I got to get my serve on ya see, IÂ’m a come up mvoe

Chorus {2x}

{magnolia slim}
YÂ’all done slipped, lettinÂ’ me know where ya hang at
Picture this, now when I come banginÂ’ I know where to bang at
Where my thang at, because these niggaÂ’s ya got me pissed cuz
NiggaÂ’s be cominÂ’ banginÂ’ and missed them niggaÂ’s donÂ’t hit shit
On the up, fuck thatÂ’s bad luck
When you go around nigga set, banginÂ’ mister nigga
You was suppose to pluck, stuck got to watch yo back
Cuz that monkey all on it, catch ya loose and paranoid
Now them people got ya worried, I handle my business
Full of that fire, donÂ’t give me no prayer, donÂ’t give me no dare ya
Bitch iÂ’ma go in that well, you know what I mean that other level
Passed the shovel, then iÂ’ma go dig is hole so he can go meet the devil
IÂ’m done several that, daryl this, daryl that
Put that boy head on a plaque, people rat so I scatÂ’s and findÂ’s
One of my hoes house to chill by, one that I live by and
One thatÂ’s not afraid to die, so I lay back up by ya who up by the corner
Told ya, thatÂ’s where I wanna so long a nigga a boner
Ya think I didnÂ’t all the time I beat that ass down
Now IÂ’m in another town, nothinÂ’ like uptown
So while IÂ’m layinÂ’ big bad by a hoe
You know some oÂ’l jinglinÂ’ nigga bust through the door
I grab my gun

{ends with gunshots}