My Guitar

Aiyo, what's wrong man?

Yo these niggaz over here frontin' on me and shit

Talkin' bout I was sayin' this and that in the '30's

Niggaz gettin' whole shit twisted, like...)

Where them niggaz at? Them niggaz though be and stay on the block, over here?

(Yeah, son, them niggaz... I don't know man)

Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo! Yo(yo, who that?)

Yo, it's Tone! Open the fuckin' door

Tell that nigga (bitch) -- tell that nigga Jack to come out...

Where Jack at? Jack!

So you said what, now? You got the whole shit twisted

That was the other day, pa, you just like them bitches

Faggot ass niggaz, stay bumpin' they gums

Tell me why you were dirtyin' cops out, you never run

Are you holdin' something in? That the hood don't know

'cause if you are, get to truckin', bitch, 'cause you gotta go

It's not a threat, it's a promise, I tell you, don't make your mamma feel it

You'll be rockin' a toe ring in the morgue, give problems to revealin'

Ya'll niggaz kill me and ya'll, ya'll know ya'll booty

So please get your punk ass off the street

Please, please, do it for your family

Don't be stupid, don't make me use it

No, lord, 'cause you can't sell here, anymore

Did you think I was playin'? When I told you before

You can't come back here, open you up like a pap smear

Actin' like you ain't got fear, nigga you get popped here!

Matter fact, I'm a street doctor, take the shot here!

Blaow, yo, I didn't smile, so, take off your jewelry, now then

So what you leg is bleedin' here, put this in your mouth and

Chew on the barrel of love, get lost in "lead-you" town

You look thirsty, I should of wet you down

But not now, you hear those sirens cryin'

Climbin', tryin' to Save Private Ryan

Bitch, nigga on the floor for lyin' and he whinin'

Diming on niggaz, minin' your business

Perfect timin' for findin' bullshit sliders

Swine and sisters, he a wack nigga