[Intro]
I'll murder you...you...and you
Don't give a f** about you..you...
[Chorus 1]
[Capone]
It's Thugged Out Entertainment n***a
[Final Chapter]
Straight like that
[Capone]
We cut, shoot, stab, sell crack
[Algado]
Straight like that
[Capone]
We eat, sleep, sh** street life
[Algado]
Straight like that
[Capone]
We get knocked bail the same night
[Algado]
Straight like that
[Chorus 2]
We gettin b**hes, b**hes, money, money, basically
There ain't no kissin, we just f**in honeys, basically
You see y'all snitchin n***az talkin funny, basically
Me and my n***az is known to keep it ugly, basically
[Capone]
I'm off Beezlebub, I walk wit the mac in my sweats
Air forces, wife beater, fitted cap to the left
My chain hang 35 inches, my heat 7 and a quarter
Beard 8 and a third, and my piece be Orca
There's no need for peace offers, my n***as be shootin, we riot
We run the streets quiet, cuz the law's biased
Skip the battles back in 86, now n***az tattle, chop crazy bricks
Cop new kicks, quick to say they rich
Fantasize and flatten the hills, for n***az in ghettos
Its crack, bullets that k**, dreams are fulfilled
Murders, ink in cold blood, holdin grudges for years
I keep two b**hes, two hot biscuits, four dot sixes
The sorrow to swallow, I follow my motto
Squeeze first, since the day I slung, ready rockin a bottle
I stand and deliver like Edward Olmos, wet whatever
Respect whatever, I talk with a tech forever
[Algado]
Our show's at your service on behalf of Final Chapter
? I'm not a rapper, quick to slap ya
Got scheme, its not a factor, we gotta shine first
Have 'em coppin your album just for our verse
Straight like that, y'all better tell 'em
I hope they don't act like we won't smack to back of their cerebellum
Oh and did I mention? if I feel tension
Get the full arm extension, get the whole block's attention
I know you keep your life in your cash
Your cash in the stash, stash in the car, car in the lot
So when I blow up the lot ::BOOM:: your whole sh** stop
Y'all rappers is backwards, make the game flip flop
I'll take you to the spot with no witnesses and no cops
Better have your glock out and co*ked, about to pop
To hustlers like Flynt, sellin cracks like Sprint
A dime a minute, now roll the dice, five in it
[Chorus 1 & 2]
[Final Chapter]
Aiyyo, aiyyo
I peeped your true colors while y'all n***az was blinded
I been down and spit a pound before you knew I was rhymin
You know me, illest flow, ain't no seconds for timing
My sixteens'll rip through beats, cut deeper than diamonds
Make ya n***az start to worry cuz my hood is dark and blurry
When shots flurry, n***az point guard like Marbury
Ain't no arguing, all my click'll do is get the targeting
Final Chapter split pies in two, its half bargaining
I've seen you n***az come up quick and then fall
I've seen you frontin for your broad like her p**y's the bomb
Clowns findin their stash gone but my cash is long
So I'ma let y'all pa** on, cuz you a** like a thong
My click is movin out, now is you rollin along?
Til I perish I'm spittin strong, it's that sh** that I'm on
Final Chapter's comin at ya, now the drama is born
Settle in this street life from the hoods to the lord
[Noreaga]
Aiyyo I'm still ghetto, that's why these n***az love me
I'm still on the run eatin so I got chubby
I spaz up in the Tunnel, stab n***az with pens
That's why til this day they don't let me in
I be in New York smokin LA weed
I hate a b**h named Pebbles like LA Reed
I dead n***az like Pac and BIG, blocks to live
These n***az can't eat like hostages
f** Camry's and f** Honda Accords
I rob n***az like the Crips at the Source Awards
And everything that went down was cool with me
As long as I came back with my j**elry
We had machine guns, I think we had two or three
And two or three limos, me and my n***a Timbo
For b**hes that s** nuts and spit it out the window
You know my tempo, like Bloody Money 3
[Chorus 1 & 2]