Letras
Infamous life, yo
Know what I mean? Know what I mean?
Niggas don't know, son (They don't know, they don't know)
But I'ma let 'em know, you know? Haha
Yeah
Shit is real on the motherfuckin' Hill, God
Times is hard, vision blurred, kid, I can't see far
Thinkin', "Will I be the next nigga deceased
Over some bullshit beef?" I pack heat
Son, it's '96 and I ain't goin' out like that
Never rollin' dolo 'cause my crew got my back
And it's a fact, niggas don't know how to act
'Til I cock back, react, leave 'em layin' on they back
Sometimes, I try to maintain and chill
Stop my brain from thinkin', restrain from grabbin' my steel
I'm stressed out, tryna live right on the wrong route
Thinkin' of ways to get loot in large amounts
So I chill on the block, nigga, respect mines
I get wet with the MAC and the motherfuckin' TEC-9's
So pack steel if you come through, front if you want to
Before you do so, let me warn you
We more infamous, crime shit, take it to the gat
Fuck the rhyme shit, you reminded of what the nine did
Remanded, QBC, then left stranded
We cock cannons, punishin' and backhandin'
In order to survive the game, know the game
Hold your name and let them niggas know
The way to win the war, attend the war
End the war and let your hammer go
In order to survive the game, know the game
Hold your name and let them niggas know
The way to win the war, attend the war
End the war and let your hammer go
Yo, I'll leave your whole body twisted when you get lifted
And police'll have to fish to run ballistics on a biscuit
Another statistic, I tried to chill, but you insisted
Comin' all in my district, I don't know why the fuck you risk it
I be one-deep, walkin' the streets, packin' the heat
Bring the cow meat, get lifted off your feet, leave you sleepin'
On the concrete, get blown at home or whatever zone you roam
Get two flown to your dome, blow chromosomes out your flesh and bones
Hitman for hire, who's the next one to expire?
Suited up in black attire, hit you up with rapid fire
The stainless biscuit'll leave your brain smokin'
Your whole frame broken and clothes soakin', head blown the fuck open
Try to step inside of my fort and get caught
With the trey-pound short and left on the sidewalk in New York
To decompose, blood flows, hot holes in your clothes
Eyes closed, body be froze, posin' for pictures with a rose
Head to your toes look like you got wetted with a hose
The road you chose got your brains drained through your nose, nigga
So who be committin' crimes? Dangerous minds
Put two to your spine, lay you down behind enemy lines
When we cross it and leave you leakin' like a broken faucet
The underworld production family keep reinforcin'
Yo, when shit get real, it ain't what you expected
Me and my kickos is known to get hectic
Only to wreck shit, many slugs in all directions
Make you see the light when my shots make connections
Niggas get they face split in section
Shook, usin' ice grill looks for they protection
We absorb everything you fear
And indulge in a crime-filled atmosphere
This shit ain't nothin' new, it's only things that we're used to
We used to stick niggas on the F through to
The E train, when it's time to recruit, I humble on the D train
See my man D only to purchase my cocaine
Word to my newborn seed
A nigga gotta make loot to support greed
On the wild side of the fence, your shit is on the verge of explosion
We so cold, you might get frozen
If you leave yourself vulnerable in time lapsin'
Fools collapsin' and caught up in gun clappin'
No matter who you are, if you know many faces
I don't discriminate, my shots bleed all races
And cultures, we sort of like vultures
Eatin' your insides like ulcers and pause niggas' pulses, nigga
In order to survive the game, know the game
Hold your name and let them niggas know
The way to win the war, attend the war
End the war and let your hammer go
In order to survive the game, know the game
Hold your name and let them niggas know
The way to win the war, attend the war
End the war and let your hammer go
Frightening Colors, uh
Mobb Deep, uh
G Rap, Firing Squad up to the house, you know what I'm sayin'?
Keepin' it real
What's up, 718? Uh
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