Intro (Dr. Dre & Deathrow/Sample The Product)

Rolling sticky in the koupa

Collecting my chalupa

I'm the shit on the streets

Like I've been left with out a scoopa

Broke & a loosa

I couldn't get use ta

Wanna ball like a hoopa

Get a grip like a Fupa

Keep the steel

Incase u wanna steal like a boostsa

Don't you get tired of this

No

Get Steel'd

I juice ya

Leave you in the hay if

The conflict crucial

Smoked in the middle of the barn

After I shoot ya

High in Versace

Getting stoned in Medusa

Survive & you got more life

I'll be back to reduce ya

Stuck between good & evil

This battle I'm use ta

If Im crossed like a krusa

Hells raised like luci

I'll dress up in drag if I gotta go

Just ta shoot

Leave u in all red

Like a big suwoopa

Prepared @ all times is how u best roll

Don't get caught lacking

It get cracking

Bet go

For acting Ruthless

This is something that u best know

The aftermath for u won't be like

Dre & death row

On the real man life been lifing

I ain't thinking about rapping

Phone calls about death

More krying than laughing

No body care about my feelings

So I just bottle my pain

I've been there for so many

But I can't say the same

Who I call when ineed

Me

Pick up myself

Tell me to get on my feet

You don't need nobody help

Get off yo ass

& go grind

In matter of time

it's go be yo time to shine

Until these haters turn blind & fucken bitter Like lime

My bitch get spoiled like milk

My Gucci shorts made of silk

Trying to get rich like I'm philth

Diamond watches & chains

Driving foreigns in rain

I middle Finger You lames

You really fucked up the game

That's why I be by my lonely

It's just me & the heat

**** think shit is sweet

Until I light up the street

Sound like 4th of July

All u hear is booms & pows

If we talking bout beef it won't be moo's

From cows

**** thinking they tough

They need to tone it down

I hit your ass with silencer

you'll be screaming loud

They need to tone it down

I hit your ass with silencer

you'll be screaming loud

Come & sample the product

This is only for fiends

Fuck being broke for no reason

I get it by any means

What you hearing is dope

Like oxy, coke or codeine

I make that music you hustle to

& feel your pockets with cheese

I ain't done yet

I'm balling til the sunset

Swooped her up in a red Porsche

Dropped her off in a plum vet

On my way! To some shit

I only take a bite & leave

She said I thought u was hungry

I said for you

My pretty ting

It was all dream

One day I'll make it rich

Still ain't happen

I got close like embracing it

They say u still rapping

U need to quit that thing

I do it for the love

like ballers in them drew league games

I'm still new things

Don't compete with nobody else

Never had a job

But several rollies under the belt

Speak what u never felt

I played the hands that I'm dealt

Mane life whooping my ass

But look who now has the belt