Krayzie
Don't niggas don't wanna start shit. Buck, buck to the bang. Sendin' bullets to the brain, nigga. Yeah.
A nigga that always at my city with me, now, who was that nigga they put in the plastic? Nigga that thought he could bang. That nigga's stuck. That nigga's blasted. They got my man from the Land. Never ran, I step with deadly men. If ya come a little bit closer, I can turn you into sand. Now follow me, now roll, stroll down to Cleveland. We thuggin', we theivin', we put it in deep, and the blood is seepin'. Got niggas in alleys, fuck niggas in badges. We say bang! Eighty-eight through ten-five