Yeah Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood Now if you followed my footsteps and walked through my shoes You wouldn't go against me cause you know you would lose It's been along time comin' I done paid my dues Now every time I turn around it's like I'm back in the news I know alot of niggaz want me wearin' cement shoes And Uncle Tom niggaz wanna see me locked up to Around the same time KRS was writin' Black Cop I was busy tryin' to pump cracks in the black blocks Poppin' shit to my homeys about how my gat pop Got rid of that chrome thing and got back a black glock P ninety hold ten but I had six shots I used to walk around with it and risk gettin' knocked I bought a fresh box of bullets from Old Man Sam Wanted to shoot a nigga so bad it was itchin' my hand Some shot it out with me, and some of them ran And some of them dashed were good and some of them jammed Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood Now if you take a good look and look into my face And if they wouldn't even dare to violate my space Som' I did so much dirt, I'm tryin' to clean my slate And ate so many niggaz food and now they want mines ate The dogs bark when I walk and since the souls I took Moms pray for me with her right hand on the good book Saw shots fly by me, no, I shouldn't been trippin' The Pulp Fiction must have been God's divine intervention Wouldn't thought then from that, I learned my lesson And clean my act up and go straight to perfection Uncle La got knocked the feds hit it with seven And left me with the fifty cal and a mac eleven Start everything from everything from heads to the worries And had half the hood damn near wanted to mirk us Found myself askin' God what the fuck is my purpose You go to heaven, know I'm foul but put a good word in Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood Now homey if I go to Hell and you make it to the pearly gates Tell the boss man we got beef And tell his only son, I'm a see him when I see him And when I see him, I'm a beat him like a movie For leavin' us out to dry on straight poverty For not showin' me no signs they watchin' over me Yo! We a new breed in two thousand six We don't give a fuck about that religious bullshit Nigga show me where the cash at The nice whips with the three car garage to fit them shits Man my life is painful, pray to angels I'm prayin' to myself hopin', I ain't got to spank you My bullets shank you, and when my guns start cuttin' Ain't nobody gon' save you In the bible times, they ain't had to deal with the shit We dealin' within, these survival times Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood

How do you get your teeth so pearly? Dewdrop dentures White-washed fences She runs from the third world pearly Vanilla (feel it crawl to me) Milkshakes (crawl back again) From hard rock (whatever you say) Cafés (it won't go away) That's where (I feel it crawl to me) She got her (crawl back again) Sweet tooth (it won't go away) For white boys (whatever you say) She runs from the third world pearly Hurts me Darling use me Darling use me Darling use me

Всё нормально, эй, е (ayy, Riaa, you goin' crazy) Shoutout, Tape А, эй That be YG Woods, ho В детстве у меня был паровозик, чух-чух (чух-чух) И я вырос полным мудаком, мудаком без чувств (эй) Jimmy Jimmy (aaja aaja), Jimmy Choo (м, м) Верчу эти финансы, ебу планету, как хочу (come on) Я дропнул из склепа, big stepper (а, а) Gun clappa, без кепок, big export (wha'? Wha'?) Big песо, я инвестор, больше никаких повесток (эй) Они не находят места, хотят примерить моё кресло (эй, эй, эй, эй) I wish you could (wha'?), но ты бездарь (м) Зависть — это бездна (это бездна) Они пытаются пиздеть, но Это бесполезно (завали ебало) Я ебу их всех, как сучек Безвозмездно (god-goddamn) Стальной алхимик Эдвард И мой брат железный Я на Balenci' (у), мы ship'им в Валенсию (е) Ты знаешь, мой белый (come on), мне похуй на пенсию (ты знаешь) И я трачу бабки (ага), all my shit is expensive (оу) Man, я на Benz'е (damn), все камни, бля, dance'ят (е) We getting queso (у), взрываю при стрессе (эй, let's go) Вижу (эй), как они хотят двигаться вместе (м, эй) Я покажу им (эй), как надо ездить (у, эй) Гунны на заднем (е, эй), в ебало винчестер (ей-ей) Bitch, I'm a дон (дон), cop'нул новый дом (дом) Too much sauce, забрал весь их улов Мы валим боком (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt), эй, в жопу копов, эй We pushin' coco, нахуй оппов, goin' loco, mane Сколько ты хочешь, mane? Пули летят, как спрей (пау-пау-пау-пау) Я будто Method Man, я тоже bring the pain (ага) Да, сэр, I make it rain, yeah, ho, I get that thang (е) И так, бля, каждый день (ага), мать его, каждый день (ей-ей) В детстве у меня был паровозик, чух-чух (чух-чух) И я вырос полным мудаком, мудаком без чувств (эй) Jimmy Jimmy (aaja aaja), Jimmy Choo (м-м) Верчу эти финансы, ебу планету, как хочу (yeah, fuck that shit up) Из склепа, big stepper