First off $#&@ the snitch and the unit he claim


$#&@ Dre partial, and eminem


Plus the world heard it before, they tired of them

And they waiting for that thug %#@! from Rule' again


And Proof can bomb Proof your hummer then


Put a vest on yourself and your child-ren

Teach ya to be scared of death of them muderin'


^!$$%z that like to put holes through chins'


In case y'all don't know about my savages

They'll kidnap you kid's, throw em over a bridge


Got em'reminiscing to N-O-T-O-R-I-O-U-S


you just lay down slow

I blaze out in the six while letting the fifth go


I think "Big" as if I was wanted on death row


We tha world famous, murder inc we infamious

Fo' making bangers, and bangin' hammers, %#@!










Change Gon' Come


I ain't gonna lie when the heat wave high everbody gotta die

Change Gon' Come


You better believe it, we stoppin' ^!$$%z from breathin, poppin ^!$$%z then leavin'


Change Gon' Come

One way or another, we gangsta's from the gutta, we'll shoot ya then cut cha'


Change Gon' Come


Ja, you ain't never lie when the heat wave high everybody gotta die









As I sit back relax, cuttin' crack loadin' gats


I think about these sexy rappers that I wanna clap


I'll probably go to jail fo' sending "50" to hell

If I lay banks down yayo going tell


Fatal' will help him write his raps in brown


Black Child is Black now, Rule is crack sells

"IG" ^!$$% the boss of all bosses


making money off music, murder, and torture

Who got what it cost for a coffin


^!$$% you a dead man walking, this is extortion





We organized crime everybody's crying

While all of ya'll dying when the ian's stary flyin'

Down the public, wanna polly about peace


Well $#&@ peace cause this ^!$$% half police

And Black child is half man half beast


And I'm a give all ya'll ^!$$%z a half a clip a piece










It's time to address the public

^!$$%z is frontin like when we see them we ain't dumpin'


Shot's tryin lay something down, homie it's nothin'

When you dealin' with real gangstas

that a pop and erase ya, my dog's ain't playin man


Whenever we see you we leaving you there

And ain't no aftermath after these shot's flare

^!$$% we get it poppin' bang like crip's and blood's

And ain't %#@! change


I still keep a bandana and pack gun's ^!$$%






You better watch you mouth, fo' I rip yo face off

And everybody you wit gonna jet the $#&@ off

You's ain't gangsta, you sweet as ducksauce

D' plays no games, pop the $#&@ off


O' you want war, everybody gon get clipped the $#&@ off

everybody know you block is buzzed off

We got big ball's, pay off ten fo' walk with the fifth ball

Bangin on Crenshaw







50 Cent? is that what this is all about?

2 punk $$# mother$#&@in quarters!