Two wrongs don't make a rite
When shit went left I did it twice
Couple hundred In my sprite
They say I glorify this life
What's In this cup it ain't no ice
Off this lil four I'm feeling nice
And these xans so fucking sour
I just swallow em not bite
I'm only fucking for a hour she want me all nite
I can't stay I gotta go But ill be back like Mike
A lot of shit just ain't the same but this the game we call life
Wick a take a nigga down If he hear the rite price
When I pullup skrt skrt I see niggas meep meep
I'm a dirty jersey City Kid don't try to be me
U wont even believe wat I do to get some sleep
So if U got a good home stay yo ass from out the streets
And I'm feeling Lil cocky popped out wit my fye now
So if U feeling lil cocky U mite gotta die now
30 on me rite now could b bands could b bullets
But I tell u one thing Play wit mob is some u shouldn't
All Rude need is to get a piece of mind
All this bogus shit going on I lost mine
Did u catch your mans Damn nigga bout time
How u expect to shine When u ain't put in no grind
Its hard to survive when u on the front line
U could get hit just for playing both sides
U wouldn't even know it But I got 3 lives
And she don't know I'm high But said she fucking wit the vibe
This that Maneuver gang shit get a nigga hit quick
This the mob Not a clique
Hold up bitch come catch this flick
And all my niggas shining So hoes want all our dick
Fucked her off these pills Now she stuck on me like Ticks
I could do this drill but I rather hit this lick
I could fuck yo bitch But she wont fit in wit my list
I'm on 8 xans I don't know If I could quit
They like what's Maneuver gang Its how u move wit the stick
I just put down 5 that's only the risk
U could take that risk with Us and get yo shit split
Man long live the biggest Got it tatted on my fist
When I buss this Play I mite have lunch at Ruth Chris