Send* corrections to the typist [Napoleon

talking] All
you fag ni z***gotta move on (get
the f k**out the way) I
kick up dust for real n, anusF
k**this rap s titn anusYou
wanna see me see, me n anusN
anusI'm the n anusto see Punk
a mutha-fuckass Don't
get your pockets pulled n anus(check

it out uh-uh) Hold
the f k**up n anuswhy you lookin so tough You
don't know that I'm an outlaw and I'll f k**you up Punk
n anusthe, street change everyday But,
I'ma change a long will cuz the streets where I lay Nowadays
it ain't about runnin your mouth It's
bout (gun cocked) and (gunshots) assed; out Turnin
me out n anusI, turn the streets out With
this underground thug s titthat killers come out Where
the gunz be at where, the money be at I
stand full nothin, but the uncut s titI'm hardcore And
ain't nothing changed since back in the day Just
new money frays and new hand grenades When
the war pops off I'ma knock the street lights off Y'all
some paper back soldierz n anusyou too soft And
killin in my raps I'm too real for that But
if I say I'ma do it if, you say you have too prove, it to me [Chorus

]:It
ain't nothin but a freshin to me And
if ya fuckin with me Then,
you can die if you wanna n anusAnd
all my life I had issues with me You
try trippin with me Then
you can die if you wanna n anusThe
street made a slight killah for me And
if you soft too me Then
you can die if you wanna n anusYou
act tough And
you can die if you wanna n anusYou
in a rush And
you can die if you wanna n anusI'm

a street n anuscheck, my background I
did a couple of driveby's with the for-pound And
I was never ever scared to bust a couple of rounds It's
all in me my, whole family was raised wrong N
anusmy, whole team strong buck, buck double, glock dead wrong And
imitatin Pac n anusyou, know you wrong And
runnin your mouth will get a gun in your house There
is money down south so I gotta take some There
is money on the west coast I gotta chase some There
is money on the east coast I gotta take some So
I bought me a gun I'm, bout to rob everyone It's
like a 2000 jack the rapper fall, down Empty
down your pockets n anusand pass it around And
what was you thinkin when Pac was around He
wasn't trainin Outlawz to burn s titdown I
strategize for the dough dough c, blockunt with the for-for Send
four more at the po-po his, whole a like** Zorro It's
real n anusso I'ma bleed for mine With
money on my mind I'ma get it it's, mines n anus[Chorus

]:It
ain't nothin but a freshin to me And
if ya fuckin with me Then,
you can die if you wanna n anusAnd
all my life I had issues with me You
try trippin with me Then
you can die if you wanna n anusThe
street made a slight killah for me And
if you soft too me Then
you can die if you wanna n anusYou
act tough And
you can die if you wanna n anusYou
in a rush And
you can die if you wanna n anus