I really hate niggas who turn bitch in an instant/
those the type of niggas I try to keep at a distance/
For instance, I know a nigga who hail from flint/
Owed money, couldn't pay, got slapped like a bitch/
Turned around, took off in a full on sprint/
Niggas like him I can't be seen with/
Cuz I'm the type of nigga whose nuts is all brass/
Pass on the gossip, but knuckle up fast/
Never ran from beef, I love meat/
Fry it up and serve it with a side of heat/
Pride is deep so its hard to back down/
If I do count to ten, and I'll be back round/
with a glock in my fist and some extra rounds/
mug tow up ready to straight det you clowns/
See, I need niggas like that to roll with/
I'm on parole shit so the heat you hold it/
no problem, matta fact, gimme back the revolva/
I gotta keep strap'd up, the streets is call'n/
No gat then I'm brawl'n, the last one fall'n/
Big balls, texas hold'em and I'm all in/
But you niggas try to ease on back/
Stay out the spotlight cuz the G's gat a strap/
Please get loud cuz with ease I attack/
sip'n yac smoke'n with a pile of weed on my lap/
Now see, sometimes I'm laid back and relax/
Except when its beef, I'm in the hood like crack/
You, you call the cops somethin serious/
It's not that I don't like you, I hate you period/
