Watchu' know about slums?
Where I'm from, you owe the hood
And you payin' back with blood
Cause there ain't no actin up
When them n***as after ya'
You talk tough, better back it up
Pussy bitch get back down
And I ain't come to wrestle cause this ain't no smackdown
All he see is a blackout
Can't get back now
Got my gun in the background

I'm in the booth with the stick on me now
I'm in your girl room she like, "dicka me down"
I'm like, "What bout ya man"
And she think he a clown
He gon' get clapped cause he thinkin' he down
He makin' that noise cause he thinkin' he loud
Till my n***as come and we quiet him down

I only got one in the chrome
So ain't no missin', then one in the dome
I'm with the thugs and shit
I'm with the dubs and shit
I'm with some A's and it's
I roll with them Bloods and Crips
You knew what it was lil' bitch
I ain't with the internet thuggin' shit
Like where it was you
It only take two shots, to clear out the room
I feel like I'm 2Pac before the two