Death Row (feat. J.Haynes)

Headed to the bank f*ck What another nigga thank Big dawg blood got rank Want shoot me a nigga I'll shank Run that back that's a 10-4 Fam and the friends I'll kill for Slap me a nigga like debo Hood certified cause the streets know Nigga where ya gal at Feed her to the homie that's a gang bang You talking that shit your an campaign Make it off the ground did my own thang I served these niggas like cocaine Run one deep stay my own lane You fucked up the bag that's a dame shame Started from the bottom build my own name J you the realist Raise by killers and dogs You raised by bitches and frauds Niggas be talking they broads Niggas be capping they flexing No you can't sit in my section Speaking my truth my blessing Got on my grind not stressing Came in the game like Suge Did ever thang I could Wish a nigga would Brought the bands back to the hood Mama I made it out good Came in the game like Suge Did ever thang I could Wish a nigga would Brought the bands back to the hood Mama I made it out good As it seems I'm unstoppable Me without the mic is impossible Living life as an obstacle Got haters frozen like popsicles I point the beam and I gotcha I blow you straight out that socket I'm on the chase for the green So who are you to denied it You can trip up and try it don't be surprise when my people come mobbing like riots I'm assembling my bars like Nick Fury I murder the game don't need a jury I'm king of this now there's a theory I'm going long hail Mary I see where I'm going I'm a visionary You think winning that's temporary Came in the game like Suge Did ever thang I could Wish a nigga would Brought the bands back to the hood Mama I made it out good Came in the game like Suge Did ever thang I could Wish a nigga would Brought the bands back to the hood Mama I made it out good