I'ma have to call that man on you
something must be really wrong with you
Yes your mama did, she raised a fool,
What the fuck did you learn
takin' pills in the hills
Overhills might get you killed
'round them parts no more
Do not run your mouth no more
I can't protect you no more
You knew all along that I
never had anything real between us
in my city talkin' crazy shit
But you ain't know I'm a crazy
And tell your lawyer that I
My bros really in the field
Neighborhood is really real and they
You shouldn't say that here
You should've made it clear, my dear
You should've called me Why you never
Now hey sis, I'ma let you know like this
Hit me right back, this Kurupt, okay?
All these niggas with this bullshit,
man, fuck these niggas mayne
The 60's, we ain't worried bout none of
Ya understand me? From Overhill to
the fronts to the back mayne
We pushin' this line d'nine
So don't worry 'bout none of this shit
from these funny ass niggas
Don't worry 'bout him callin' you and all
You know what? It's his lost,
the homie called me and was like
man this buster ass nigga got her mind fucked up"
Man fuck that nigga mayne
fuck that nigga and fuck his friends, and fuck his bitch
He's nothin my nigga, you are the one,
everyone else is 2's and 3's
You're the one, I love you,
make sure you hit me back
This is your big brother, you hear me?
Ay, call me as soon as you get this,
Don't make me call your mama