Coming Around the Corner

[Hook:] When
Im coming, round that corner
All you haters, better get up out of my range
Run up on me, if you wanna
I aint gon play no games, at all when
Im taking my aim
Cause you gonna be, a goner
You thinking of taking mine, late night when the 84s swang
I know you niggz in the game, gotta feel the same
Make a jacker feel the pain, and he can charge it to the game [Jim Jones:]
Im doing a buck on the loop, in the
Porsche clean
Im trying to cut in the coupe , with this tall thing
But fuck a bitch, trying to get a buck all means
Im on my shit, get a whiff of
New York scene
If I meet the right mexican, get it for fourteen
And he got them bricks,
I could get it across clean
And for the city, and fix em like morphine
Cop em when we rock the dice, and we get it like broad steam
They know,
Im willing to risk it
On trial for possessions, still concealing the biscuit
Shouts to
Trae, and my
Dubs Southwest
And my far
Eastside, and all my
Bloods out
West But my shorties down
South, aint got forty for a house
But they ride old schools, and put forty in they mouth
Mix Sprite with a deuce, sip the all from the cup
All night we gon cruise, with big toys in the trucks
And we got our music
Screwed, like we crawling in a truck
Strip clubs make it rain, thunderstorm over bucks [talking:]
You know, its your boy
Jones For my nigga
Trae, (Capo) [Hook] [Trae:]
I stay strapped with the automatic, living the best of my situation
I come around the corner busting, and empty the clip with no hesitation
The shit that
I be on, is what us niggaz be living
Aint nobody finna take up off mine,
I give a fuck what these haters feeling
Out the Southwest, my reputation known to exceed itself
And 84s commits to turn, amongst the blocks that
I bleed to death
They watching me, but my nature gotta be taking its time
Cause I got a set of hands, similar to
Roy Jones in his prime
And if needed,
I got the
Crips and
Bloods and
BDs Thatll click on pussy niggaz, like
Im forced to click on c.d.s
Dont think if its a problem, bitch ass nigga you can see these
Its A.B.N., and if
I rush the game its gon be
TDs So be easy homie,
I dont think you really wanna see me call that play out
Cause if I do, somebody ass get layed out
And either way
Ima ride for mine and lie for mine, fuck it
Ill die for mine
I keep it gangsta to the end, it aint getting by with mine [Hook] [talking:]
Shouts to the
Dub-Southwest, ha
Shouts to the bloody 5th,
R.I.P. my nigga
D-Ray E.T.
I see you mofucker, ha-ha
You know, this some straight
Gd up shit nigga
Im in my second home,
Houston nigga
Its hot here and we dont play fair, you know the rule
Come in peace or leave in pieces, fall back or fall back
We about that nigga,
New Yorks rider man
One Eye Willie,
Capo Status,
Goonies All over the world nigga, fifty state rebel
Ride with me and die with me, ghetto stand up
Rap version
Shake and
Verel, but
Im realer than that
Get your ass capped, peeled back