pointproven214
i speak facts not emotions
If I die my nikkas
fukk it, I did a song with Mary Blige, my nikkas
Got a hook from Faith, no verse from Jay
I guess on Westside Story he thought I spit in his face
Told Ed Lover & Moni Love I was talking to Ja
With that Maybach line, it was payback time
Keep fukking with me nikka, I'll put you under me
Take your car and trade it in for eight 3 hundred C's
If you cross my T, I'll dot your eyes
You'll do life in a cemetery, I'll do mine with Shyne
Come home sit in the throne with my legs crossed
And my Air Forces, middle finger up, fukk the world
Cause I'm feeling like Puff when Life After Death hit
Mo' money, mo' problems and I lost my best friend
I'm the second dopest nikka from Compton you'll ever hear
The first nikka only put out albums every 7 years
fukk it, I did a song with Mary Blige, my nikkas
Got a hook from Faith, no verse from Jay
I guess on Westside Story he thought I spit in his face
Told Ed Lover & Moni Love I was talking to Ja
With that Maybach line, it was payback time
Keep fukking with me nikka, I'll put you under me
Take your car and trade it in for eight 3 hundred C's
If you cross my T, I'll dot your eyes
You'll do life in a cemetery, I'll do mine with Shyne
Come home sit in the throne with my legs crossed
And my Air Forces, middle finger up, fukk the world
Cause I'm feeling like Puff when Life After Death hit
Mo' money, mo' problems and I lost my best friend
I'm the second dopest nikka from Compton you'll ever hear
The first nikka only put out albums every 7 years