Tekster:
Like It Or Not Close Talk No Way

but a piece of existence Cause when you die, you'se a past tense So I like to live my life like a big carnival Get drunk, act like an animal I like the

, to backyard to yard I sell it whip on whip, it's off the hard I'm the neighborhood Pusha Call me sub woofer, 'cause I pump bass like that, Jack On or

hit it once more Fake ass niggas get out and close my door It's my house for me to live not yours If I wanted to I could on the floors Through the doors like

everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothin' comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre Nowadays everybody wanna talk like

'm gon' get mine Even if it mean murder, gettin' caught, fuck it let me fry Know it's hectic, niggaz start shit nowadays But I'm a hustler just like you

it was my dream to kick flows to put my people on another level Like it'll be for the lust (Lust) Or could it be for the rush (Rush) My niggas love

nigga They always talk with some dump in they mouth Like Bone Thugs won't really turn it out Go down like snitches, sheisty like bitches They gotta realize

life, it's not nice, You don't want to live this life, no this life, it's not nice, You don't want to live this life, no this life, it's not nice, You

's poppin nigga put your motherf**king hand on your strap nigga Thug Luv nigga we can do this like punks and punk it out or be like gangstas and slug it