Bloody Morning

Damn son, where'd you find this Money mo, money mo, niggas on the track with dope I was only 14, slanging on some Dial soap Tryna break a junkie bitch, and then I get my dick sucked Why you running you cocksucker, bitch my pockets swoled up I was into gambling, nigga hit the concrete When I knock the socks off, you can talk yo ass off My step daddy Darrell taught me how to play broad And how to cut game like a mutherfucking chainsaw If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch Mane, I hate the police, lawyers got me sowed up Now every time you see them crooked bitches, fire that thang up Ghetto ass nigga, from a ghetto ass neighborhood I'm ready to kill, steal, trill nigga, I ain't got no love Stressing all that bullshit, that trick I'm playing, hoe front I'ma buck them down He's in my trunk, stanking like a skunk This is from experience, I sacrifice my life to the streets Yeah, nigga, fuck peace! If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch If you didn't know, bitch I woke up in the morning, smoking breakfast, got me dazed I threw on my khaki shirt, OG style, baby doo-doo braids I'm plotting on these sissy suckers, they run they grip constantly My road dawg Lil John strapped with 'M' For one, we faithful to the streets Because I grew up with not shit up in my refrigerator Sometimes I hustle from the circle, put food on my table I'm down to die on my time, it was for me I own You talkin' gankin'? Adios, partner, show you wrong