I Got Them Answers

Never snitch, never gobbled a brick Never cheat, but i smacked a bitch Been in the street, with my fleet Snoop, trynna get the scoop Like a journalist, in the paper news With the troop, came to dance Money moves, like the Jews I'm from the north of mtl, where you catch a cold as fast as you get a l Me and my boys we got up, right where we fell But we don't play, with no piece We don't trust, the police, never No flick, no tricks, some whoop dat trick Work out your lips with glue and sticks Did I pass bags in a baggies, ask them questions Bag a nigga up only for the cheese, ask him again You simply never know like the prison supremacist, huh They'll never get to know me, huh, f*ck them racists, yo Never got me, never will be, a systematic trophy Got my homies, become the OGs, and now they cannot breath And my boys, we them bros, one got shot by the cops And john got a crash, huh, youngin on his bike, rest in peace He flipped then he died and my pops he survived Got a nine on my dome, i defy the damn chrome And my boy he got shot, right in his mouth Now he be talking like fifty cent when he shouts Cops said i'm the gang, G.D.R what you mean I ain't no gang, lone wolf true lycan with them fangs I got my fists up like, huh double trouble I had no choice, but to learn how to rumble I'm from the damn block where the dog eats the the dog Chien mangé chien, it's hot dawg Been making flames with no damn grill Walk in the booth and spit some real It's nothing new, I've been in the dirt Is something new? I'm still in the dirt Been with the few, punch for my dues Do my own fuel, making my rules As far as i know we all wanna blow Good dough and my pocket' slow Been on the low, fingers like crows when i snatch that dough So don't call me bro When my past, was tense, you didn't wanna help So you will not be in my future's perfect, hey Robbin in the hood, cooking food Getting eat, in the back Like a backwood, Puff Puff Welcome to my hood We get in from the back, so we came with the pack And my boy smoked a pack, on the block just like he Shaq and some Pull up with the jack, all in black With the black adidas, air force on sight Take a shot morgan, celebrate morgane My sound in your system that's alchool in your system Gun's not for fun, when you're not the don Otherwise your life is done six on my town, nine for this clown Snakes all around with a fake on the crown I got them answers, I do To all them questions, In deed I ain't these actors, I'm not They deserve oscars, they do I jab straight right up cause my hook is on the left So if you girls show up, ouuuuh! It's a hook up I ain't soft with no hook, i stick it in and shoot Yeah, rap make it clap, but you sing with the strap-on Gay ass niggas So many of you in a single intersection So many gun clapping sound like a standing ovation Red and blue, death come, like color correction And survivors get ruled back to class like detention I got niggas in the streets moving bricks like constructors No houses, they trynna build an empire They're all in black, never on time like contractors You hate so you came with the bulldozer They don't want to validate you They simply wanna hear you Say shit like I break into niggas house Raised the heat, make them pay the price Cause they couldn't pay the bill Like I flip a rock, worked a bitch, make her pop a pill Boy chill, you trynna get me killed I bust my ass every single day Ass on fire like it's payday So much that hell trynna cuff me, hug me Like get the f*ck out, I ain't gay I stand straight, ready to play I'm on my way, not to heaven's gate That's the gate-away I came to slay, not to get away Can't leave without the fam, fam And that's the ghetto way