It's Like Dat

You gone need
A strap nigga

It's like dat

You gone need
Your gat nigga

It's like dat

You don't need
No dap nigga

It's like dat

Cause you a
Fucking rat nigga

That's a fact

Ayo
My rhyme flow

Blast like
A calico

I'm like Pac
Bangin

On
Death row

Or Nas
Droppin In 94

Snitches
Asking
Questions
But know

They can't
Figure me though

I'm barricaded
Deep
In the trenches

Ducking the 5 0

Laying low

Underground
Power movin

Bangin
That Union

This is real life
Nigga

This ain't
No mufuckin
Movie

You's a groupie

A New Jack City
Pookie

With a poochie

I'm old school
Like Kool G

Rap with a kufi
And a coogi

Keep A tooly
Oiled and Ready

You ain't
Gone be

Fooling with me

Won't catch me
Slipping

While you're tripping

Without
A strap on me

I don't trust
These niggas

They probably
Working

For the
Damn D's

And got a plan
To take me out

And take me

From off
Of the streets

You gone need
A strap nigga

It's like dat

You gone need
Your gat nigga

It's like dat

You don't need
No dap nigga

It's like dat

Cause you a
Fucking rat nigga

That's a fact

You can't
Fight A nigga
No more

Cause he'll
Just shoot you

A ole head
Dropped
A Young Buck

And knocked
His tooth loose

The Young Buck
Was strapped up

Now he want
All the Juice

He pulled out
On the Ole Head

And he let off
A round or two

The Ole Head
Stood Still

He was in
World War II

Reached
In his spine

Said
Fuck a nine

And pulled out
A 32

Dropped
To his knees

Aimed
And squeezed

And he popped
The Young Dude

He ain't run
He ain't budge

He sat still
And he ain't move

The Young Buck
Got hit hard

And that shit
Was more than
A bruise

Beware
Of the unexpected
Outcome

Niggas
Will kill you too

And if your
Pull out
On a nigga

You better
Put it to use

Or be found Like
Little homie
Nigga

Dead
In the News

You gone need
A strap nigga

It's like dat

You gone need
Your gat nigga

It's like dat

You don't need
No dap nigga

It's like dat

Cause you a
Fucking rat nigga

That's a fact