Yo, release what's in me   Besides the Henny, it's eyes that's seen plenty   Fiends get skinny as if Queens was a Craig Jenny   Instead of diet plans it's crack 200 grams      I pump a G-pack, peeping for where the D's at   It's slow, lookin' for Rambo, the cop who got grazed   Back in the days, chasin' niggaz through my project maze   That cop he got a death wish      He run behind niggaz until you breathless   Everyday he makin' ten arrests, sheeit   My nigga check this, I know the bitch he rest with   I even blessed it, forty-dash-ten inspect it      Already checked it Dunn, near his ankle you could see his gun   Peep, he parked his Jeep in the back of the slum   To check Tanisha, fat ass real fly, with the blonde Caesar   Vetacini summer gear, she push the two-seater      I heard she brag about the way he eat her   A Irish man short slim with a tan, they say he laced her Cheeba   She do be lookin' weaker, now her teeth are foul   Speakin' loud, peep her style, in and out of every reefer cloud      Fat ass dissolvin', like cotton candy in a mouth that's starvin'   Rock the same gear daily, like a soldier in my squadron   I heard she let Jake investigate from her window   'Cause she's a nympho, suckin dick and coughin' up info      So now it's set up, her and the beast to get wet up   I know he vest up, we blazin' from the neck up   Yo let me knock first, soon as he open it your glock burst   They had the chains on, son hit the lock first      We busted in the cop jerked, jungle popped one in his shirt   I grabbed the bitch by her tits, she tried to say she Earth   We saw the cameras, tape recorders, and the monitors   They eyein' us, NaS yo he survived one from the fo'-five      Pull his shades down, they seen his last days now   There's no way now, we can be treated just like a slave now   Two in the dome, he's laid down, aiyyo the bitch is saved now   She's living in a snitch grave now      Shootouts is similar to Wild West   Broad daylight, face to face without a vest   You know the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles   Please God to save the life that the Devil sold      See, it was written but was never told   Peep the jewels black man, it's even better than gold   Niggaz roll with iron, police roll in hot pursuit   Tryin' to stop the loot, fuck Jake, cock and shoot      Still on the streets with my peeps so deep   We threw a block party for my man goin up creek   To do his two to four, niggaz show love, from all around the board   Peace Lord, Sony Handi-Cam on record      Pop a bottle, 'cause when you come home we still got it sewn   We can watch the tape play back and just zone   Film all the bitches, on the benches with ill extensions   We block the streets off, only crew cars can enter      Music was loud and it was crowded   Barbecued wings we fed the fiends, "Gamble in the back", Killa shouted   And Frank tried to stop the bank loss, about what a Roley cost   Guzzled his drink, and staggered off      He's a Big Will, used to slang krill, now he own the hill   Couldn't take losin' his cash, and I could feel   Somethin' in the air yeah, Frank returned with Pierre   A gunslinger, who niggaz hadn't seen in a year      I usually be holdin', especially this type of weekend   And everyone except for me had started reachin'   They had gats in each others faces, with kids   And grandmothers around, Frank's only concern was his papers      My man Killa let off, half of them fake niggaz jet off   Police blitz quick, waitin' for that to set off   Runnin' the static, it got me mad 'cause they a bunch of faggots   Startin' shit in my hood, I can't have it      Yo High, get the 40-cali stainless, Jake is still out   Let's make it real and still make them niggaz famous   Dip behind trees in fatigues and squeeze, dodge and weave   Hearin' Jake retaliatin', and Wiz was up the alley waitin'      We breeze, jump in the ride, heard Pierre died   Internal bleedin' inside, and ain't been back since ninety-five      Shootouts is similar to Wild West   Broad daylight, face to face without a vest   You know the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles   Please God to save the life that the Devil sold      See, it was written but was never told   Peep the jewels black man, it's even better than gold   Niggaz roll with iron, police roll in hot pursuit   Tryin' to stop the loot, fuck Jake, cock and shoot