Now if I ever, I mean if I ever see you here again
You die, just like that
Whats up homies
I can see muthafuckas coming, a mile away
When you been in this for as long as I have
Its gon' take way more than that
For real though, check it
You with that bullshit
And everybody agrees
Always talking that shit
That no one believes
Small time thief
Jacking from a candy store
You don't hit banks
Fool you ain't hardcore
And all your war stories
Couldn't be true
Everytime you did dirt
It was only you
In the penitentiaries
That don't even exist
Never had the county jail
Wrist band on your wrist
Said you just got raided
At the drug spot
But you never even ever
Had a mug shot
I ain't sayin thats the way to be
I'm just sayin'
Keep that bullshit away from me
Homie tell me why you wanna bullshit
Claimin' that you did this
Claimin' that you did that
Homie tell me why you wanna bullshit
When you ain't never done this
When you ain't never done that
Homie tell me why you wanna bullshit
Claimin' that you're all this
Claimin' that you're all that
Homie tell me why you wanna bullshit
When nobody seen this
When nobody seen that
A studio gangster
Ese let me describe
They ain't from a hood
And they claim that they ride
If its in southern california
Than it make no sense
Cause everybody know
You fools get no respect
You get in wrecks
You got no defense
And when it get hot
Then you're space cadets
Tragic events
Always seem to happen
When these phonie muthafuckers
Wanna take up rappin'
We stab em
In the county or streets
And if they make it to the pen
Its in sensitive needs, yard
This not the boulevard
By the end of this cut
You'll be mentally scarred
Homie tell me why you wanna bullshit
Claimin' that you did this
Claimin' that you did that
Homie tell me why you wanna bullshit
When you ain't never done this
When you ain't never done that
Homie tell me why you wanna bullshit
Claimin' that you're all this
Claimin' that you're all that
Homie tell me why you wanna bullshit
When nobody seen this
When nobody seen that
I really got it poppin'
Never ever stoppin'
Don't gotta lie about the chevy's I'm hoppin'
Thats right muthafucka
My word is gold
Everything that I drop
That you heard is gold
In chicano rap
Shit thats a hundred thou
I double that
So I guess
I'm ghetto platinum now
You sayin' that you blow up
Lets see some action now
Thats right muthafucka
Who's laughing now?
Show the scar
If its not for you
But if it really is
I'm a shit on your crew
Don't be a fool
And ese try to convince me
You a g to the fullest
And you go against me
Vatos fabricating
Bout the way they live
When they know damn well
That ain't what they did
They wanna be real
They wanna hold that steel
But when its time to use it
They afraid to kill
Homie you ain't knowin'
We could run a make
Pull you fucken cup
And show the world you a fake
Thats fate
And you sealed it yourself
Your music won't sell
Its gon' sit on the shelf
Homie tell me why you wanna bullshit?
I can see muthafuckas coming, a mile away
When you been in this for as long as I have
Its gon' take way more than that
For real though, check it