CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Karma
All right, let's go
I'm on my way home, my block I roam
A pocket full of stones and a nickel plated nine
I'm on my way home, always travel alone
And I dare a nigga try to take mine
I'm on a one way, strapped up like a dyke bitch
Take a p*ssy nigga ice quick, that's light shit
Cause these guns ain't for show, boy
40 shoot your face out your fro, boy
I'm letting niggas know, boy, that this 2N Crip
You know my name, you know my gang
And if you got a problem, you know I serve my 'caine
On the one way, if you come make sure you come with your thang
I'm not for the games, OK, switch subjects
I'm balling hard, these bitches love it
I just f*ck 'em then f*ck it, I gotta get this money
Rob a nigga for his cash and pay my tithes on Sunday
Lord, should I be worried 'bout karma?
If I'm robbing shit to giving you my dollars?
Neck too black for these white collars
When I plot, these motherf*ckers gaining problems
And the farthest that I got was a stockroom
Screaming, "f*ck my boss, I'ma be on soon"
Same nigga used to sling weed in homeroom
Hustle hard ‘cause I didn't have a home to go home to
So tell me, what I got to lose, nigga? I'm on the block with my niggas
That's down to pop a few hiccups so come up out them f*cking jewels, nigga
Every day we play the post like a sinner
We pray to God ‘cause we sinners, we getting money like a Jew, nigga
Only a few niggas that I trust, the few niggas that will bust
But still every time I ride I keep my 45 tucked
Down in the [?] we high, blowing ganja
Neck and my watch shine, but still ain't got the time, bruh
If it ain't 'bout money you see, ‘cause when I was broke
All you niggas weren't f*cking with me, I die for what I own
Before a nigga take something from me, I did a lot of shit
So I think karma coming for me, karma, how you doing?
My name is Joey, I like to blow trees
From the East side of Long Beach, I like to hang out with my OGs
Late, drinking 40s, making music, [?] all the ops
You know, still I'm TTG, leaving niggas holy
Karma I heard about you, you tryna f*ck I'm tryna f*ck you too
You be f*cking everybody, girl, but I don't give a f*ck tonight
I got my hammer tucked tonight, let a op try to drive by
I'ma leave him like [?] at that light
The enemies shot the block up the other day
Like Nipsey said, "Gang bang, do it right"
Ran up on him in the morning while he eat eggs
Came back and smoked his older brother the same night, gang
I'm on my way home, my block I roam
A pocket full of stones and a nickel plated nine
I'm on my way home, always travel alone
And I dare a nigga try to take mine
I'm on a one way, strapped up like a dyke bitch
Take a p*ssy nigga ice quick, that's light shit
Cause these guns ain't for show, boy
40 shoot your face out your fro, boy
I'm letting niggas know, boy, that this 2N Crip
You know my name, you know my gang
And if you got a problem, you know I serve my 'caine
On the one way, if you come make sure you come with your thang
I'm not for the games, OK, switch subjects
I'm balling hard, these bitches love it
I just f*ck 'em then f*ck it, I gotta get this money
Rob a nigga for his cash and pay my tithes on Sunday
Lord, should I be worried 'bout karma?
If I'm robbing shit to giving you my dollars?
Neck too black for these white collars
When I plot, these motherf*ckers gaining problems
And the farthest that I got was a stockroom
Screaming, "f*ck my boss, I'ma be on soon"
Same nigga used to sling weed in homeroom
Hustle hard ‘cause I didn't have a home to go home to
So tell me, what I got to lose, nigga? I'm on the block with my niggas
That's down to pop a few hiccups so come up out them f*cking jewels, nigga
Every day we play the post like a sinner
We pray to God ‘cause we sinners, we getting money like a Jew, nigga
Only a few niggas that I trust, the few niggas that will bust
But still every time I ride I keep my 45 tucked
Down in the [?] we high, blowing ganja
Neck and my watch shine, but still ain't got the time, bruh
If it ain't 'bout money you see, ‘cause when I was broke
All you niggas weren't f*cking with me, I die for what I own
Before a nigga take something from me, I did a lot of shit
So I think karma coming for me, karma, how you doing?
My name is Joey, I like to blow trees
From the East side of Long Beach, I like to hang out with my OGs
Late, drinking 40s, making music, [?] all the ops
You know, still I'm TTG, leaving niggas holy
Karma I heard about you, you tryna f*ck I'm tryna f*ck you too
You be f*cking everybody, girl, but I don't give a f*ck tonight
I got my hammer tucked tonight, let a op try to drive by
I'ma leave him like [?] at that light
The enemies shot the block up the other day
Like Nipsey said, "Gang bang, do it right"
Ran up on him in the morning while he eat eggs
Came back and smoked his older brother the same night, gang
