*(Lunasicc Talking)*
Uh uh. Ah ah. Uh uh. Ah ah. Uh uh. Ah ah. Uh uh. Ah.
Verse 1
Fo the rest of my life
I be ballin fuckin top notch hoes
makin the coroner mad as fuck when he look at that body wit out clothes
frozen memories of mutha fuckin used to be
fucked in the game I aim fo the brain constantly
doin 90 I mash
empty 8 miles an hour
my heat
I dump in the middle of the street if the job turn sour,
these cowards,
don't really know who tha fuck they fuckin wit,
Eddie Bauer,
Super Sport, Lexo's, wit shipped kits,
went from Nike's to Levi's,
top hats, to black ties,
from nation to worldwide,
been a gangsta since knee-high,
fallin on you bitches, stayin away from you snitches,
so if anybody got nuts, I'm servin yo ass like some tennis,
servin yo ass like a gymnist,
who got it crackin like me??
ain't no doe-doe, shake a hoe like a po-po,
movin 'em off that weed,
I will blow until you bleed, this boy gonna make it,
call the coroner for that ass,
yo life I'm gonna take it.
*(Chorus)* x2
I got sumpthin for you gangstas that's major niggaz,
made niggaz, straight paid niggaz, clockin major figgaz,
I'm goin all out to get what I got, holdin my own,
call me the King of Cali, Northern Valley is my home.
Verse 2
I stick bitches like a cactus,
an I'm deadly wit no practice,
layin these niggaz down on the ground, like layin these hoes on a
matress,
no theatrics,
these movies ain't got shit on me,
it's this Mafia life I live in the S-A-C,
these niggaz be lookin pitiful
