Now can your mind picture
A thug nigga drinkin hard liquor.
This ghetto life has got me catchin up to god quicker.
Who would figure that all I need was a
Hair trigga Semi-Automatic Mack 11 just to scare niggas.
Pardon my thug poetry,
But suckers is born everyday and fear of man grow on trees.
Criminal ties for centuries.
A legend in my own rhymes,
So niggas whisper when they mention
We thug niggas and we came in packs.
Every one of us niggas strapped sippin on 'nac
In the back, my AR 15.
Thuggin till I die.
These streets got me cravin for a zine
My lyrics are blueprints to money makin.
Fat as that ass that honey shakin.
I must stay thuggin and shit.
They call it overthuggin and shit.
But I was just a youngen nigga gettin older and lovin this shit.
But what was I doin in this place?
To the fakes without a pistol in the first,
Facin termination in the worst.
But I figured to play the war,
To watch all these playa hatin niggas position,
For I could see em all.
Made it up out of there.
Lucky to be here.
Tell you, but it'll never be a repeat.
People I'm tryin to tell you.
Now picture the scenery.
I'm thugged out smokin greenary.
Considered a BG but I'm offering
This game something deeper.
My eyes only see these
That's why I'm definately bugged out.
Learned to know how.
Well to do now.
By 18, turned out.
And why I do thee.
To rob and smoke and ally my foes in the worst place.
Y'all shouldn't of fucked with us in the first place.
Y'all real OG's droppin game to the youngsters.
Y'all don't want no fun
Cuz y'all be the next in the long line of shitheads
I starts em off with this gansta raw story tale.
Stackin loot up in the coup that I protect with a Mack 12.
Slap my clip in the chamber.
Fool, your life's in danger.
No one will remain when I come through dumpin insane.
Call me A-1 Major Payne.
Ya slay and move and gain.
I be the nigga pullin the trigga and
Dumpin the hollow points in your brain.
Mo bigger balls that RuPaul.
this thug's life ain't a ball.
We bust that ass up against a wall.
As for men
We bucks em down on the way to the ground.
Ain't nuttin but the hog in me.
This stuff is real, dough.
Killin the Po's and keep mobbin, G.
with a sawed off.
Cuz they dirty as drawers, y'all.
And had them bitch niggas hauled off.
Mama had me lived and raised on shit that ain't ok.
Ain't nuttin on this earth will make a nigga like me stay.
I'm reminissin and catchin flashbacks when niggas
Ran up in my house and I was too young to try to blast back.
What happend then, no one would tell me since I was 3.
Heard they got to my peoples.
Now they livin somewhere free.
But fuck that,
You got whats mines and I want that.
Never drop my guard
Been on the squad
Since ways back.
And now I'm sittin,
Holdin in anger because my parents missin.
Thuggin and murderin.
Got some war stories for ya.
Now look at me.
Never gave a fuck cuz I was nobody's daughter.
Thug poet from my tits to my clips.
Don't try to figure cuz the murderous tendencies of my mind
Can't be controled, nigga.
So who's the bigger?
Who's the quickest killer?
Would ya try to trip with my finger on the 9 milla.
When I got cha, ok nine fourths
Prayin to god as your life goes back and forth.
Cat Street Ray, lookers.
Heh, heh. Ya playas, too.
Can you feel me?
Just say never
Say Cat Street
My niggas love that shit.
Crazy Jim in this mother fucker.
Heh, heh. Yeah nigga. Shout outs to my niggas Jeff and George.
ya bald head nut.
You know what time it is.