Yo what the deal

Criminals what up

We're not born we're created

From the streets

And this goes out to all my thugs criminals ballers hustlers

Big up to self big up to self

Get whyall weight up

No diggity no doubt

Gp wu yo drop my shit right now

I gotta get my weight up

F**k eight balls i'm flippin kilos

Did dirt so now i lay low from street foes

Broke niggas and bitches want to take what i got

Tell the jakes about my spots

They mad 'cause i make a lot

From monday through sunday i see about a million

Run with thugs that's down for killin civilians

I'm thug related pack nuff heat they call me fire

Niggas fear my verbal technique 'cause i'm kaiser

So say i represent the ghetto worldwide

Bust techs puff lye

From a to z's doe or die

F**k around and get lifted off this earth

Take my word for what it's worth

I put that on the turf

I'm all out on my own i'm goin out son

I'm all out on my own i'm goin out (dun)

I'm all out on my own i'm goin out (Like Patty LaBelle said I'm out on my own)

I'm all out on my own like al capone

'cause niggas want my dome so i pack a 4 lb chrome

Stash it near my nuts in the front

But keep it in arm distance 'cause i'm gonna have to bust

The first victim that comes too close to me and shit

My clips packed up thick legit and victed

To go to war at any given time

I gotta protect me and mine

Before the damn flat line

I'm still young but i'm growin up mad fast

Treated like trash and dumped out on my ass

No one understands me but me

Nobody cares about how i feel but me

So what i gotta do is do for me

I wonder how that be goin all out for me

I got mad problems but i try to deal wit em

I wish that i could fight em

And shoot the fear one wit em

But the devil keeps on hawkin me

My soul he wantin g

But that shit i can't see

I had many dreams of being a star in the nba

But they got thrown away when i saw them slingin yay

I put the ball down picked the ounce up then i read up

Now i'm 200 g's up and on my uptown

To meet up with these big druglords from cuba

I don't trust em like a chickenhead so i'm bring the luger

And my 19 9 6 shot beamer

Flying on the west side highway that's when i seen her

Van full of jiggy

Oh now they want to get me

At full pushin 80 max while i'm hittin the buck 50

Niggas know dig me blazin the la la

The weed keep me zoned word to taiwana

K basa baby you know who loves you girl

Young wild thugs we rule the world

Respect to the 2 cent click

Be i my man ty motha f**n d (What up Ski)

One time squig word up vin cent

Redman rubba rubba rubbabandz

Hah hah and it and it don't stop