Ah, Free Rello 2!
" And, and if B Juggin ain't put that stamp on it
Then it ain't official."

Twelve-Nineteen-Ninety-Six (12-1996), last year i dont remember
In my cousins eyes, I swear i seen that fuckin devil
Our last conversation, said he ready for whatever;
And where yo gun, lil tay why you ain't got yo pistol?

N***as got money on they head thats why they kill us
And thats on my kids, i swear i won't let em kill us
N***as shot once but they ain't hit me, yeah they missed me
And when i see em, i swear to god man ima kill em
N***as talk like poles and play they roles, but they back doe
Can't see behind me, not a n***a i dont know
You get too close and im gon blow, thats on my soul
Gotta watch who 'round me, cause the devil want my soul

Swagg rest in peace, Skeezy reast in peace
Dizzle rest in peace, I might pour some lean, I
Might pour a three. Devil on me, tech nine on me
Weapons on me, for who want it you dont want it
They say more money more problems, well i got
Some problems. the kind of Problems; that'll make you
Go and grab a choppa
One, two, they hit you to the door and i think they'll stop em
One to the head two in his shoulder, thats for all my problems
First it was skeezy, then swagg, then i lost dizzle
Why all the real n***as gone? Man r.i.p. ~ My n***as
Can't forget Boosie, and Lil Polo, them my skan n***as
4.i.p trello, know west-side, its drama-time n***a

N***as got money on they head thats why they kill us
And thats on my kids, i swear i won't let em kill us
N***as shot once but they ain't hit me, yeah they missed me
And when i see em, i swear to god man ima kill em
N***as talk like foes and play they role, but they back doe
Can't see behind me, not a n***a i dont know
You get too close and im gon blow, thats on my soul
Gotta watch who 'round me, cause the devil want my soul

Just like Lil Twon with that tool, I dont care
Shoot at anybody, shoot you anywhere
I know the devil want my soul, bitch ima swear
You run up on me, and yo soul; ima spare
Play with the demon, and the tool, yeah they know
Ride with that Glock, and ride with that b draco
Ride with that 2-2-3,that bitch it got a scope
Ride with that hunnid, bitch im Head Huncho
Twelve-Nineteen-Ninety-Six (12-1996) Rest in Peace
To Huncho. Thats my cousin, thats my muhfuckin bro
Ride witht that hunnid only hundos, Whats on me now?
In my pocket, hunchos

N***as got money on they head thats why they kill us
And thats on my kids, i swear i won't let em kill us
N***as shot once but they ain't hit me, yeah they missed me
And when i see em, i swear to god man ima kill em
N***as talk like foes and play they role, but they back doe
Can't see behind me, not a n***a i dont know
You get too close and im gon blow, thats on my soul
Gotta watch who 'round me, cause the devil want my soul