this is to the boyz in the hood beat
i see u like to kick it were all of dem cops chill
nigga snitch on me ill run up with both of those glocks filled
with one bullet in each chamber im leavin yo top peeled
soon to fill the outcome of how one of those straps feel
cuz when a nigga squeeze the trigga i make it harder to breathe
all my niggas hidin and snipin buck niggas from trees
and theyll leave with the blues cuz they C.R.I.P
and any body can get it cuz we rep A.B.G
so any nigga talkin jive ima leave his hide with holes
in an escalade all white and i'm ridin hi wit hos
and when we go toe to toe i'm connectin dead witcha nose
with the infared directin itll leave u dead on the flo
got these critcs up here trippin bout what i said on the flow
let get to buisness keep on shittin on foes like toilet bowls
cuz these niggas beatin me is like feelin heat when it snows
u already know one squirt of da gap will leave u no mo
