[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I seen a homeboy die in cold blood
Eyes rolled in his head wasn't no love
His momma sold pussy daddy was a fiend
He from a place where niggas don't believe in dreams
Niggas snorting powder...(Maybach Music)
I seen a homeboy die in cold blood
Eyes rolled in his head wasn't no love
His momma sold pussy daddy was a fiend
He from a place where niggas don't believe in dreams
Niggas snortin powder get you're head right
Get your dick sucked sittin at the red light
Now you catchin cases
Talkin home invasions
How you get a bond
How the fuck you playin
Can't be playin games on the home field
Open up like a YAGHHHH when that dome peel YAGHHH
We didn't have shit when we went to school
Now it's flatscreens up in every room
Nigga do the math bucket full of crab
Tub full of money candy on the slab
Teflon underneath my fresh tag
Bell Harbor walkin out with 40 bags
I could fuck a model for an autograph
8 cars still make her call a cab
Shoutout to Def Jam
Shoutout to Warner Brothers
Shoutout to Dope Boys
We all need each other
I’m in Anguilla, I’m smoking killer
We run the game, pussy boy go cry a river
[Hook: Chief Keef]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Chief Keef]
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Jadakiss]
[Hook]
I seen a homeboy die in cold blood
Eyes rolled in his head wasn't no love
His momma sold pussy daddy was a fiend
He from a place where niggas don't believe in dreams
Niggas snorting powder...(Maybach Music)
I seen a homeboy die in cold blood
Eyes rolled in his head wasn't no love
His momma sold pussy daddy was a fiend
He from a place where niggas don't believe in dreams
Niggas snortin powder get you're head right
Get your dick sucked sittin at the red light
Now you catchin cases
Talkin home invasions
How you get a bond
How the fuck you playin
Can't be playin games on the home field
Open up like a YAGHHHH when that dome peel YAGHHH
We didn't have shit when we went to school
Now it's flatscreens up in every room
Nigga do the math bucket full of crab
Tub full of money candy on the slab
Teflon underneath my fresh tag
Bell Harbor walkin out with 40 bags
I could fuck a model for an autograph
8 cars still make her call a cab
Shoutout to Def Jam
Shoutout to Warner Brothers
Shoutout to Dope Boys
We all need each other
I’m in Anguilla, I’m smoking killer
We run the game, pussy boy go cry a river
[Hook: Chief Keef]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Chief Keef]
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Jadakiss]
[Hook]
Track 2 on The Black Bar Mitzvah
