I'm wakin up in the mornin, with problems on my mind
m********* the education and drug rebilitation
I'm smokin on that weed and the green is gettin tasty
Dead feds in my closet cause they tried to chase me
November the 29th, I bust open my mommas c***
p**** hole addicted to drinking, now I'm addicted to crack rock
So m********* you b****** and you snitches tryin to do me in
Police in disguises and he tries to buy Peruvians
Knockin at my f***** door, duckin and dodgin on that floor
That thinkin got you noid, got me reachin for my forty-four
Creepin up out my window pane, I smell cops
A honkey on the block, drop to my knee, I took a shot
I seen him drop, one time this ain't the place for that
Since he's a fed, I took off his face for that
That s*** that he tried to pull
You know he couldn't get away with this
b**** I'm a time bomb time, so don't you play with this
f*** being indicted, don't you try it that's the f***** story
Cops roll to the cemetary, all snitches to my laboratory
I'm fittin to stir it, rock it up, so where's my silver spoon
I put my yea out on the block, and all you hear is boom
This is my set, so you can jet, or get that sweater wet
A fed is b*****, he's been wounded by a f****** tech
Rat tat to the tat tat, I'm a take him out of his memory
For ridin my nuts and tryin to stick me with delivery
Loose lips, sink ships, boy this is do or die
This is a letter from Shoestring to the F.B.I.
Backstabbers gone, so I guess you dirty cops are clean
You took a father from their family, m********* their dreams
Is what you said, so m************ b**** a** fed
I want you dead, I'm going to pump your a** full of lead
Let's make a deal, this s*** is real, ill
I pack my steel, you let him go
Then we can let you live, you made that switch
And now it's time to kill you b****
Give you an overdose of bullets, and put you in a ditch
Drug dealers and fed killers, lets get united
Boom holes on them hoes, green f*** being indited
m********* the F.B.I., b****** I'm prepared to die
up on my tip, cause I won't slang his drug supply
Jail ain't never scared me none, f*** the feds and vice cops too
Distribution of cocaine, is that all y'all can come with dude
b****** betta think fast, find yourself a better snitch
Cause that b**** you got smoke rocks
So that mean her word ain't s***
If I get some prison time, give me mine, cause I ain't fake
Since my click don't snitch
When I get out all my connections straight
The journal keeps my name in lights, entrapment to the third degree
Before my trial can come, the newspaper want to sentence me
b**** Bootlegs prepared to go, you'll never get this chance again
Gotta baby by my auntie, they want your nephew in the pen
b**** we ain't no kin, f*** that smilin I ain't in that mood
Bring in the indictment papers, eatin all of my grandmother's food
b**** you know that's rude, attitude is to the third degree
Send me to penetentiary, come out that b**** a straight up G
Never been a busta, always been a hustla
Sellin yea, came up bustin caps
So we could deal this dime out where I stay
Out to make my pay, and sellin yea the only way I know
Fiends around the block, soon as I open up my rock house door
Gotta make some more, I'm droppin weight on that digital scale
More popular than Taco Bell, taco shells, we're making sells
m*********** b****, I want a key, give me that uncut raw
s*** up in your jar, the best cocaine these crackheads ever saw
Your momma's eyes are big again, everytime she smokes
She plots, since I wouldn't give her no rock
She sending the federal government in my spot
Conspiracy and distribution, drop some grip so I can fight it
Free again to sell dope, b**** f*** being indited
m********* the education and drug rebilitation
I'm smokin on that weed and the green is gettin tasty
Dead feds in my closet cause they tried to chase me
November the 29th, I bust open my mommas c***
p**** hole addicted to drinking, now I'm addicted to crack rock
So m********* you b****** and you snitches tryin to do me in
Police in disguises and he tries to buy Peruvians
Knockin at my f***** door, duckin and dodgin on that floor
That thinkin got you noid, got me reachin for my forty-four
Creepin up out my window pane, I smell cops
A honkey on the block, drop to my knee, I took a shot
I seen him drop, one time this ain't the place for that
Since he's a fed, I took off his face for that
That s*** that he tried to pull
You know he couldn't get away with this
b**** I'm a time bomb time, so don't you play with this
f*** being indicted, don't you try it that's the f***** story
Cops roll to the cemetary, all snitches to my laboratory
I'm fittin to stir it, rock it up, so where's my silver spoon
I put my yea out on the block, and all you hear is boom
This is my set, so you can jet, or get that sweater wet
A fed is b*****, he's been wounded by a f****** tech
Rat tat to the tat tat, I'm a take him out of his memory
For ridin my nuts and tryin to stick me with delivery
Loose lips, sink ships, boy this is do or die
This is a letter from Shoestring to the F.B.I.
Backstabbers gone, so I guess you dirty cops are clean
You took a father from their family, m********* their dreams
Is what you said, so m************ b**** a** fed
I want you dead, I'm going to pump your a** full of lead
Let's make a deal, this s*** is real, ill
I pack my steel, you let him go
Then we can let you live, you made that switch
And now it's time to kill you b****
Give you an overdose of bullets, and put you in a ditch
Drug dealers and fed killers, lets get united
Boom holes on them hoes, green f*** being indited
m********* the F.B.I., b****** I'm prepared to die
up on my tip, cause I won't slang his drug supply
Jail ain't never scared me none, f*** the feds and vice cops too
Distribution of cocaine, is that all y'all can come with dude
b****** betta think fast, find yourself a better snitch
Cause that b**** you got smoke rocks
So that mean her word ain't s***
If I get some prison time, give me mine, cause I ain't fake
Since my click don't snitch
When I get out all my connections straight
The journal keeps my name in lights, entrapment to the third degree
Before my trial can come, the newspaper want to sentence me
b**** Bootlegs prepared to go, you'll never get this chance again
Gotta baby by my auntie, they want your nephew in the pen
b**** we ain't no kin, f*** that smilin I ain't in that mood
Bring in the indictment papers, eatin all of my grandmother's food
b**** you know that's rude, attitude is to the third degree
Send me to penetentiary, come out that b**** a straight up G
Never been a busta, always been a hustla
Sellin yea, came up bustin caps
So we could deal this dime out where I stay
Out to make my pay, and sellin yea the only way I know
Fiends around the block, soon as I open up my rock house door
Gotta make some more, I'm droppin weight on that digital scale
More popular than Taco Bell, taco shells, we're making sells
m*********** b****, I want a key, give me that uncut raw
s*** up in your jar, the best cocaine these crackheads ever saw
Your momma's eyes are big again, everytime she smokes
She plots, since I wouldn't give her no rock
She sending the federal government in my spot
Conspiracy and distribution, drop some grip so I can fight it
Free again to sell dope, b**** f*** being indited