Verse One: Shaquille O'Neal You can't stop it, block it, when I drop it, anytime I go rhyme for rhyme on a topic, You ain't even fit to step in Shaq'
, Congress, don't want us to progress our step My homie buried at an early age hustled to death His last breath, a lesson I posses like jewels Stay thugged out keep
proceed Strength I need to believe My thoughts,Big, I just can't define Wish I could turn back the hands of time Us in the 6 Shop for new clothes
in park, make sure my tops up Fix my Roca, while I'm lacin my S Dots up 'Fore I can take a step These niggaz is yellin back I get the roll em, drop my
chain man the ice in the watch They must not know who I be We got the hood Preston in the building Don't start none wont be none 3x He's back [chorus
What's up ese Lil' Rob, simon It's that vato you fools tried to hold back But it was once said that you can't keep a good man down And so I'm back, that
Cause I grab the mic and flip my tongue like a dyke I got rhymes to keep you enchanted Produce a smokesscreen with the funky green to keep your eyes
lights glearin off the windshield Mear coke crackers on the general wheel 6 pack in the back and I'm dosin Keep the sounds up find skate 1 thousand 2 dope gotta keep
things in store But dreams come true to those who soar Watch your step Paths you take Walk real slow, that bridge may break Keep on moving Don?t turn back
-to-the-A-to-the-zig-zag-Z Gravedigga, nigga, 6 feet deep G-to-the-R-to-the-A-to-the-V E-to-the-D-to-the-I-to-the-G G-to-the-A-to-the-zig-zag-Z Gravedigga, nigga, 6
three in the front, nigga, four through the back Talkin' bout takin' me down to the sac town county jail, Strapped up 'cause I did a jack Armed and dangerous, waited 6
about reality" - EAZY-E GANGSTA GANGSTA "Yo Mack, say what the fuck you feeling, and don't hold a damn thing back" [Mack 10] Me and my homeboys stepped
a place they're all rome' the lake we build houses but its the hood we call home In the ghetto the only place a motherfucker will keep it real we focused
one blood, one blood I ain't got beef wit 50, no beef wit J What's beef when you gettin' head in the 6 trey? And the double game change, I keep ?em on
the streets know it, Trick told me keep goin' And I'ma keep chiefin' as long as God keep the weed growin' You can look into my eyes, see that I'm dead tired 6
West Your bitch bad but I keep mine dressed nigga, Gucci shoes Fendi bags and shit, princess cut's briggets all that classy shit And you know next step, now she givin' me head 6
when you should've bucked, y'all *** ducked Stuck 'em down, that's your motherf*** luck Clown, what now? Keep f*** playin' I'm gonna keep a n*** 6 feet deep layin' S*** keeps
