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The hood was written on the wall It looked beautiful til the enemy came to cross us out The big homie snoopy rolled up to the pad Look it man get the f**k in the car now He said “don’t you got the heat?” I told him “O.G. you came to me, what the f**k you think?” I ain’t into writing on the walls So if we go to the other side Boy we better go hard Better if we go now in the day light Cause nowadays these lames don’t post at night We roll up, park the whip, there thеy go I’m right there, f**king idiots don’t evеn know it These f**king weenies thinking they Picasso Writing in my walls gonna get your f**king noodles blown Take a hit off the cigarette to calm the nerves Swig a modelo, then I pour a little on the curb For the dead homies that I lost to the game I do it all for them, I put that on the gang My heartbeat increase as I’m walking up Got ten hollow tips on a nine caliber But I only need one round c*ck it back everybody ran when they seen me pull it out Put the chamber to his head Had to show this little tagger what’s the true meaning of respect All my G’s willing to die for it Oh hell yeah we gon’ slide for it The homies, the family or the set One thing we gon’ ride for is respect You wanna f**k with my family? Oh yeah you gon’ bust on my homies? Really wish you would put us to the test One thing we gon’ teach ya is respect Facing life in the county jail I notice this one guy looking at me funny as hell I walked up, asked him “do you know me?” He said “ain’t you that one rapper Young Dopey?” He said his name, it was from a rival hood Shook my hand so I figured it was all good After seeing ‘em whispering in peoples ear They was laughing, looking at me hella weird Then Lil Trusty came to give me all the drama This foo telling everyone he boned your baby mama I knew it wasn’t true, so I started laughing If she only f**ked with lames looked like daddy yankee It wasn’t bout a chick but with this chick boy I had a kid And I can’t have my little son walking around Say you let mom be disrespected by this clown So I hit the bottom bunk to sharpen my knife Better not hear about this sh*t one more time Sure enough like a hoe he bumpin’ his gums So I stayed quiet, like I didn’t even know nothin’ So I followed his candy ass to his cell Before running in boy I said a prayer Stuck a nine inch bone crusher to his neck Had to show this little comadre about respect All my G’s willing to die for it Oh hell yeah we gon’ slide for it The homies, the family or the set One thing we gon’ ride for is respect You wanna f**k with my family? Oh yeah you gon’ bust on my homies? Really wish you would put us to the test One thing we gon’ teach ya is respect
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