Give me my money and label me as a god
Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now
My own homies say I'm heartless
And then you got some mutha-fuckas that say they your enemies
Convinced this is my year
In fly mode
No longer living in fear
And if you ain't one of us
Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight
I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right
In The Heartz of Men
Smoke'em, fire and bomb
Keep your mind on your chips and fuck a punk bitch
I can be a villian if ya let me
What will it take ?
Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga
First nigga gettin' drugged out
Nothing more I despise than a liar cowards die
When I deliver Criminal lyrics from a world wide mob figure
Drive-by, niggas bow down
Tell the cops to come and get me
My lyrical verse with so much pain
It gets worse
The heartz of men
That say they're your friends But in real life they your enemies
My guns bust
But I'm a 'G' to this 'til the day I'm gone that's regardless
Cause its gonna be a long one
Give me that bass line
I'm a homicidal outlaw
Look inside the heartz of men
That to some niggas it hurts
Its a dirty game y'all Y'all got ta be careful about who you fuck with and who you don't fuck with C
Untill the moment that they let me breathe again
The binoculars
I'm feeling bombed
Like a south paw you get let And every breath I breathe untill the moment I'm deceased Will be anoth
Rip the crowd like a phone number
The pussys are gonna be the niggas on the floor bleedin'
Thug niggas from everywhere Mr. Mackaveli
My mama told me When I was to see Just a vicious mutha fucker while these devils left me free I proc
Shit I'm legendary niggas scary and paralyzed
Uhh, can it be fate
Deathrow baby, don't be alarmed
Keep your mind on your riches, Baby Keep your mind on your riches
Now the real niggas gonna be the ones with money and bitches
My pistol close in hand
Niggas is waiting for some thug shit, thats what they tell me
And five-o, get your lights on, fight long
Grab your bulletproof vest nigga
The Heartz of Men
If ya do upset me
So many rumors but I'm infinitely Immortal Outlaw
So we might roll
That makes a sick muthafucka break
The homie Quik gave a nigga a beat and let me start again
Scar'd up
Cause I've been sent
Energized and still going
9-1-1 Its a emergency cowards tried to murder me
I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a game of crack
Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize cause the ride get tricky See you got some niggas on your
But still flowing
To all my niggas engaged in making money in the fifty states
On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake
Bitch niggas get their eyes swoll
Switching up on you ordinary bitches
Thugin' is in my spirit
Now me and Quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side The real side Now, on this ride th
In The Heartz of Men
But in real life they eyes is on your money See the enemies will say they true But in real life thos
Like I'm the chosen man
I'm lost and not knowing
First nigga act up
I rip the crowd, then I start again Internally I live in sin
Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends nigga
Represent
Throw up your hands if you thugged out
From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you niggas heard of me
I'll Muthafuck ya
Ha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride
I died and came back
If niggas is having problems
