[Rasheed]  Ma, I'm sorry for the things I did  And god thanks for all the times you let me live  I should of been dead a long time ago  Should of been me and not Guero  Foot on the pedal while I race to the hood  Go to revillations in your little black wood  Mom is all worried and that fucking shit hurts  I never fuck a friend unless they suck my dick first  Creep and I crawl, ball till I fall  Sell you an 80 I won't charge you for the straw  They asked me how long I ever kept a job roughly  Well, I worked six months in the county as a trusty  I went to prison and came back an animal  Southside, Houston's murder capital  My crew is cursed, shoot you first  Died next to a stupid nurse  Put you in the bluest hearse  I'll see your ass at Lucifer    [Chorus - 2x]  6 in the morning police at my door  Fresh, scoop of Coke across my bathroom floor  Out the back window, I make my escape  Didn't even have a chance to grab my screwed up tape    [Low-G]  My green light, aloe sayed chiquito cagapalo  haters don't like me cause my name is hard to swallow  Here he comes that 5-O asked me for i.d.  Play on his computer and finds some felonies  I was high, fly and a D.W.I.  Every question asked I came back with a lie  he was searching my ride and found my 45  That's when I started thinking had to bust him with my nine  Instead I ran, now your boy got away  That night we celebrate like it was a holiday  I use to be broke didn't have big faces  I had to wipe my ass with the yellow pages  No T.V. and no cartoons  My jefa in the kitchen washing plastic spoons  I was a smoker tough on, green potent stuff  No diamonds on my wrist only, broken cuffs    [Chorus - 2x]    [South Park Mexican]  I don't know what the fuck, I'ma come have some bud  Who want to fuck with us, brown like snuff or upper cuts  Pro-tect my property, Hillwood prohecy  I don't know how many times I got to tell y'all get off of me  Balls and that's all I need, smoking bitches crossing me  When I kill you niggas we can all live in harmony  This ain't motherfucking breaking stone, I told you once leave us alone  Known to kill my fucking own, blame Houston cause that's my home  How can I make it when it won't clear  My bud done look like daffadille  17 million a year, still I thug in my Cavilier  My people come, like Babylon, mexican and african  Few white boys that's family, asian and mohamilly  Indian and that Navhoe, killers out that Navadoche  Careful how your ass appoach, get busted like you pass a note  All the hoes, camel toes, smoking on that ardachoke  Bought the benz, bought the boat, in my kitchen rocking coke    [Chorus]    [Chorus 2]  Crusing down the street with my 6 hoes  Bumping my shit, riding on vogues  Went to the park to get the scoop  Young niggas out there cold shooting some hoops