Troublesome (Remastered)

歌詞

I'm too gangsta for the streets watch me when I creep I put five in your Jeep leave a nigga sleep Now you six feet deep over bullshit Got a mac10 mouth ain't never pull shit The ghetto don't make G's it mold niggaz get down or lay down like Beanie Mac told niggaz or meet the fo fo nigga I let them guns blow nigga I'm a rider Thug Life till I die Black Wall Street behind us I'm a Menace II Society fuck Caine and O Dog I got the caine and the O's dawg I'm gangsta like Hennessy and Alize Thug Passion Ride or die till they kill me or put me in Thugz Mansion Gangbangin this California lifestyle got me heated They want me buried so I don't leave without the Desert Eagle Shoot first ask questions on my way to county jail Kill a nigga over my chain cause I know I'ma make bail I'm troublesome If I Die Tonite Bury Me a G amongst rap legends Cause I spit bullets in rhymes 16's and 9's I keep a vest and a weapon my baby momma got me stressin Praying on my knees every night asking God is there a heaven So here is my confession to my unborn child Them five shots couldn't drop me but I ain't take them and smile I lost a lot of my niggaz to gangbanging and digits One figure on the trigger dawg I live the life of a sinner These motherfuckers wanna see me doing life in the pen I'm a Outlaw and the West coast is riding again My competition is none I'm on a mission with guns Starin death in the eyes 20 niggaz deep when we ride My enemies is bitches they plotting on my riches Can't walk in the streets without the paparazzi taking pictures Label me a made nigga all the way from Compton to Boston These niggaz keep talking I leave them dead in a coffing I'm troublesome Money over bitches is my motto in the streets I'm known for catching hollows Packing pistols and drinking Belve and Grey Goose out the bottle No role models only killers and fiends Witness my nigga strapped with gats and army fatigues If it's murder he wrote it if I'm lying let the XXL quote it And know that I'm strictly a rap poet Baptized in my own tears chastized by my own peers I'm a product of my childhood years My mother told me I'm hopeless my pops wasn't around One of the reasons why I'm clutching the pound California dreaming chronic smoke out the beamer One hand on the nina scheming got these hooptie bitches screaming They know that I'm celebrity keep them cop killers in the clip And watch my back is what my niggaz keep telling me 21 years old no felonies so I ride with the Desert And pay homage to the hardest rap legend I'm troublesome