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Why the fuck you wanna murrr-dah me?
Your punk ass never heard of me
I never did nuttin' to your family
Still you wanna kill a young nigga randomly

You wanna take the life God handed to me
Send it back to him cause you ain't a fan of me
Scary bitch with a gun that ain't a man to me
That's a animal, a fuckin cannibal

I'm Geronimo and Hannibal with international
Gangster pull, I'm a bull in Barcelona
With a Corona, youse a fake-ass nigga
Where's your owner? I'm a real live man

You a persona, now I'm a goner
Call my momma, and the coroner
Mr. Gun Man, your plan is workin'
'Cause niggaz is dyin' and mommas is hurtin'

Why you wanna murder me?
You never ever heard of me
You don't know who I am
I could be part of your family tree

Now sent by G O D
To save the world, you and me
You never know who you facin
Who you chasin' the life you wastin'

I was made by the one and only G O D
To take my life to the T O P
Now here comes a motherfuckin' D O G
Who ain't happy till a nigga is R.I.P.

Tryin' to be somethin' he saw on BET
Either T.I.P., or B.I.G.
I don't give a fuck what you saw on TV
But a one-eight-seven, don't make an O.G.

I'm an O.G. never had to fake it
God gave me this, how you gon' take it?
What'chu gon' tell 'em, when you get to heaven
And he asks you why did you send back his present?

Who the fuck are you? You motherfuckin' peasant
Even got the nerve to ask the man for a blessing
Send his ass to Hades with his big Mercedes
Nigga hell on earth is bein' stuck in the 80's

Before you shoot me man think about it
Let's go have a drink about it
Before you make a stink about it
Man, let's talk about it, maybe we can walk up out it

But just don't be a coward
And take my life 'cause you got the power
Of the white man's gunpowder
'Cause you might face a gun tower

And time never run out
They take the fun out till your life run out
So don't pull the gun out
If you ever want a house just like Run's house

It's better than the big house
Let's go find some women we can dig out
Find a place we can pig out
Party all night till the owner say get out

Dedicated to all the niggaz
That's dead and don't know why
Who wanna look at the nigga who shot 'em
And ask these questions
Why me homey, why me?
Why the fuck you wanna murrr-dah me?   Your punk ass never heard of me   I never did nuttin' to your family   Still you wanna kill a young nigga randomly      You wanna take the life God handed to me   Send it back to him cause you ain't a fan of me   Scary bitch with a gun that ain't a man to me   That's a animal, a fuckin cannibal      I'm Geronimo and Hannibal with international   Gangster pull, I'm a bull in Barcelona   With a Corona, youse a fake-ass nigga   Where's your owner? I'm a real live man      You a persona, now I'm a goner   Call my momma, and the coroner   Mr. Gun Man, your plan is workin'   'Cause niggaz is dyin' and mommas is hurtin'      Why you wanna murder me?   You never ever heard of me   You don't know who I am   I could be part of your family tree      Now sent by G O D   To save the world, you and me   You never know who you facin   Who you chasin' the life you wastin'      I was made by the one and only G O D   To take my life to the T O P   Now here comes a motherfuckin' D O G   Who ain't happy till a nigga is R.I.P.      Tryin' to be somethin' he saw on BET   Either T.I.P., or B.I.G.   I don't give a fuck what you saw on TV   But a one-eight-seven, don't make an O.G.      I'm an O.G. never had to fake it   God gave me this, how you gon' take it?   What'chu gon' tell 'em, when you get to heaven   And he asks you why did you send back his present?      Who the fuck are you? You motherfuckin' peasant   Even got the nerve to ask the man for a blessing   Send his ass to Hades with his big Mercedes   Nigga hell on earth is bein' stuck in the 80's      Before you shoot me man think about it   Let's go have a drink about it   Before you make a stink about it   Man, let's talk about it, maybe we can walk up out it      But just don't be a coward   And take my life 'cause you got the power   Of the white man's gunpowder   'Cause you might face a gun tower      And time never run out   They take the fun out till your life run out   So don't pull the gun out   If you ever want a house just like Run's house      It's better than the big house   Let's go find some women we can dig out   Find a place we can pig out   Party all night till the owner say get out      Dedicated to all the niggaz   That's dead and don't know why   Who wanna look at the nigga who shot 'em   And ask these questions   Why me homey, why me?
 
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