You gone need
A strap nigga
It's like dat
You gone need
Your gat nigga
It's like dat
You don't need
No dap nigga
It's like dat
Cause you a
F*cking rat nigga
That's a fact
Ayo
My rhyme flow
Blast like
A calico
I'm like Pac
Bangin
On
Death row
Or Nas
Droppin In 94
Snitches
Asking
Questions
But know
They can't
Figure me though
I'm barricaded
Deep
In the trenches
Ducking the 5 0
Laying low
Underground
Power movin
Bangin
That Union
This is real life
Nigga
This ain't
No muf*ckin
Movie
You's a groupie
A New Jack City
Pookie
With a poochie
I'm old school
Like Kool G
Rap with a kufi
And a coogi
Keep A tooly
Oiled and Ready
You ain't
Gone be
Fooling with me
Won't catch me
Slipping
While you're tripping
Without
A strap on me
I don't trust
These niggas
They probably
Working
For the
Damn D's
And got a plan
To take me out
And take me
From off
Of the streets
You gone need
A strap nigga
It's like dat
You gone need
Your gat nigga
It's like dat
You don't need
No dap nigga
It's like dat
Cause you a
F*cking rat nigga
That's a fact
You can't
Fight A nigga
No more
Cause he'll
Just shoot you
A ole head
Dropped
A Young Buck
And knocked
His tooth loose
The Young Buck
Was strapped up
Now he want
All the Juice
He pulled out
On the Ole Head
And he let off
A round or two
The Ole Head
Stood Still
He was in
World War II
Reached
In his spine
Said
F*ck a nine
And pulled out
A 32
Dropped
To his knees
Aimed
And squeezed
And he popped
The Young Dude
He ain't run
He ain't budge
He sat still
And he ain't move
The Young Buck
Got hit hard
And that shit
Was more than
A bruise
Beware
Of the unexpected
Outcome
Niggas
Will kill you too
And if your
Pull out
On a nigga
You better
Put it to use
Or be found Like
Little homie
Nigga
Dead
In the News
You gone need
A strap nigga
It's like dat
You gone need
Your gat nigga
It's like dat
You don't need
No dap nigga
It's like dat
Cause you a
F*cking rat nigga
That's a fact