I came in the door, said itbefore I
never let the rebel jerk clown anymore
With no lights on, an old white
The windows came down and
Motherfuckers was runnin'
and even myself had to dodge
I dipped around the houses,
the bullets hit the garage
just was wonderin' who the fuck was that
I wish I had my shit so I could shoot
But I was stuck without it,
Peeped around the corner,
first nigga I saw was that skit
Took the bang -bang boogie,
Just to let a nigga know to face one,
All this momma period come to a state of dirt,
you know who up in the house
Sub him with one in the chamber
Hit him up quick and then
you know it's about survival
So fool I'm gon' last once
That's why I came in the door,
said it before I never let the rival turf clown anymore
said it before I never let the rival turf clown anymore
said it before I never let the rival turf clown anymore
said it before, I never let the
Now we point up in they face like mapes and
they can't see where it's coming from
Burnin' through they eyes,
we're lost to put you niggas on the run
so I ain't pressed about shit
Keep that 9mm cock for them
niggas that want a sex trip
I'll bring you closer to pain
Driven by insane thoughts,
so cross your turf on vast terrain
And leave your weather set
Got clicks like fire, screeching tires,
So put this to your memory,
cause you ain't seein' 3 -A -G from
Who was brought up by the streets
Put the bus shoe on your ass,
cause in gas I trust, that's why I
came in the door, said it before
I never let the rival turf clown anymore
I came in the door, said it before
I never let the rival turf clown anymore
I came in the door, said it before
I never let the rival turf clown anymore
I came in the door, said it before,
I never let the rival turf cloud me
I'm on the turf of the rivals,
heated as I roll past the 5 -0's
Bulletproof vest on my chest for survival,
With criminal instincts to blast on the fake,
And editorial likes, but for tonight,
we gon' laugh off the hook
Any nigga wearin' a rival color
I'm set trippin' on the enemy, never been no friend of me,
never will, that's why I must kill
Now nigga you don't understand me, that's why I can't sleep,
because I keep hearing about your fam ily
I'm on a squilla chase, a nigga chase,
I can't bring myself to reach until I see you all die
Besides, buster niggas get the faux faux,
with undue funeral services casket closed
Behold, unfold all you own, I come across your dome,
burnin' your temple like rock roll
I'm stompin' in my big black boots
cause shit ain't even half -ass cute
leavin' niggas layin' in a fetal position
Brown, bleedin' from the mouth now
I know they really out to get me,
Beepin' the rival bucket killer's headlights
I'm hearin' bullets hit my window,
And pop him seventeen through his pinto,
Just about to halfway mark,
This shit ain't really half -ass start,