Chorus x2: Shoulda broke it to the left man    [KILO]  I was born to be a PIMP!  Ain't lovin' no hoes, never no half-steppin,  Never caught on my square,So there ,when I ride I pass my wea-pon,  Who-Ever want to go to war, better come fully equipped  When I grip my clip thats it, I'm on some gangbangin shit,  In my hood gotta slang, gotta bang  was the knowledge I (???) to the left side,  Went under(??? walkin???)well, hangin on the curb puffing herb  Straight hustlin NIGHT and DAY,gotta get my nine  Strappin up my glock and hoody, i'm lookin for goodys on your block  This is a stick up,don't make it no limit let's pick up (nigga)  You can get up, get lit up, pussy motherfucka  You best to give it up to the right, thats them niggas conception  But thats cool, get your money, but i'm gone break it to the left     Chorus x3    [Wildstyle]  They said this nigga wasn't gone come up, just run up wit his bad ass  I'ma tell ya momma,daddy did it with the flu and I thought you knew it  BITCH  Comin from the CHI, bang my shit to the left side  Homicide a double in the drive-by, come out run by nigga gone die why?  I was only 15 years old, never handlin a vice lord steady growing  I learn my shit from the niggas comin up in that county whoa  Blastin at the niggas on the other side  picking up the trigger when you come up right?  Aint no love what love got to do with it  when you be slappin them ugly BITCHES!  Bitches gone get you caught up, fighting over them hoes  She be giving up the pussy left and right  I could've fucked that hoe last night  Rolling down the block, I be the mack and playa of the set,  45 automatic if you want to get off your chest  Shoulda broke it to the left man    Chorus x3    [ColdHard]  Listen up, I heard some mothafucker said that they want some static  Lets grab them automatics, I'ma let you bitches have it  For fuckin wit, the wrong motherfucker   that you thought you had you a trickhead  Run up on a goddamn Lunatic, one slick so you want the dub shit  And your whole click aint shit to me  Try to play these games with the C-O-L-D  Bustin caps in ya ASS going 50 miles fast  Know you hoes can come and see me  Cuz it don't mean shit, I'm ready to turn it on any time  Specially when I come to shoot  I'm a loon and I'ma have that damn nine  Only you some nigga dying  to hell wit his momma and them and all that crying  Nigga shouldn't did what he did now hes a DEAD ASS CLOWN,  Another nigga that wont make it in this world man,   played hisself to the right  And that shit wasn't right, now its a damn shame  Should've broke it to the left man    Chorus x3    [Never]  Could it be that a nigga want to play game,  And the game done already been played,  Trying to get with this gangbangalistic shit  for your homies in they grave,  Had to think about murder but you couldn't go deep,  So get ready for tha street sweeper, going to be a cold creeper  When you told the playa pimp ill beat ya  and a nigga like me was always in the game  Cuz I kept my shit tight,niggas talkin bout we used to fight  Nigga used to get they ass (???), and its still the same up in the CHI  Thats where my nigga rose dwell, bustin butts up in they face,  On the murder case, bring they bullet proofs wit mace,  And you we was all good, comin up, getting paid  Smokin on a fat sack, gat to the left  lay back in the cut drinking Tanqueray  Pimpin I think I'll never do, to the right thats tight but I'ma stay  In the cradle, if ya able  Break it to the left man    Chorus  (till song fades out)