"Feindin' like a b*t*h, To stay in the game
Hustlin' n strain, I was up
But now I'm long came"
I was flippin', lost my sack
Now I'm tryin' to get back
I can't resort to the jack
Because I'm known for that
But I'm a gangsta
An ace at all tricks of the trades
Since I was young
So I ...
And come up with a master plan
Oh yeah I know I'll rob the house across my
Hell muthaf**kin' yeah, That's a cool come up
There's hella weed and money
Plus the people is old as f**k
I seen that old muthaf**ka take his a** to work about 10
That's when my pimp a** gangsta plan
Had to kick in
So I approach with slow speed and hella keyed
Kicked in the door with no time to be wasted
The first thing I seen was the old b*t*h ...
Put the pistol to her head and she pointed to the next room
Opened the door
I seen hella money and loot
Shot the b*t*h in the face
Then I ran straight to the back
I throw in a fist with the muthaf**kin' money sack
Jumped in the Lac
Put the peddle straight to the floor
Two beeps on the horn
Now I'm outtie, ho