Do that sh**, ah
(sh**,sh**,sh**)
Ha, ha, eh, that's right
(sh**,sh**,sh**)
(Ha, ha, ha)
Motherf**er, nice ride
Eh, come on You know that b**h baby, he's talking sh** about our clique
But he don't crazy, you see the writing on my dick
You know that trick Tracy, yes, she's making me sick
Living that life we used to do the same sh** sh** gets drastic some kids need help some need there a** kicked
And some would never learn to earn their own way
Living of their daddy had he not been rich
They'd be broker than a joke and forced to switch You gotta change your tune or change your pitch
Life ain't easy man, life's a b**h
sh** is harder than hard about as hard can get
Keep on going where you're headed you's alive to regret it Yes it hurts, to face the truth and realize
That the worlds got your neck in a noose
If things ain't like they ought to be you gotta think fast
The aftermath of your actions whiplash Think fast This is some of that lonely sh** Yo, I know you all tired of these wanna be thugs
Claiming the real be running, grabbing the steel
Thinking they're going to peel somebody's cap
My n***as cap roaming the streets with black cats
Chrome straps sipping on brew
Ready to react of any n***a they see that n***a could be me
Capital ICE got a motherf**ing 357, to put eleven holes in their chest
Thinking they could test a real rider from the West Haa I roll flossin' me and my girlfriend Nina Ross
And the ghettos been good to me
But you've got to take precautions
Brothers get what they least expect it or neglect it
You'll never catch the dirty in the streets without protection
Nowadays you got to pull sh**
Haters on some bullsh** jumpin' out of Cadillacs
And low lows with a full clip
If your tool spits shake the spot or get your duck on
'Cause if you press your luck on, stupid is what you're stuck on Think fast That girl Shelia got a daughter
She be clubbing every night
Sheila had her daughter young still that just ain't right
Plus she rides the white horse
She used to ride my pony
If I hit it now, I'd break it
'Cause Sheila's just too bony She can find you
Four, three, two Smoking speed released the lions
I'm not lying I'm not sober
I'm still trying hiding the truth
With substitutes a hundred proof
A f** up, face it
One of L.A.'s wasted youth
Label me as an enemy of the lost star
For your protection and the tension caused
My family's not too happy with the trouble that I've caused See we be breaking the law
Smoking on non menthols thinking fast
So I'm ready for any all out brawls
And ya, brothers get your hustle on
Ballers and get your sh** tight
House parties get shot up
And turned up before midnight
Drivebys and fistfights, zig zag and crack pipes
There's a fifty fifty chance
Thats the night will be last night Think fast
Yeah