Turn me up a lil' bitThe dope game hard, the rap game easyIndustry niggas so motherfuckin sleazyIn the streets niggas 'gon try you if it's easyLeave you like a bitch on a period bleedinReal respect real almost in any caseWhen the fake get involved it turn to a murder caseBehind every death, it's a sucker in the mixSucker niggas get a real nigga in some deep shitFor instance Glenn, did different with BenGlenn told him get a chick I gotta check for tenAnd hit shorty with two, if she clear in a weekThen it's eight bands left we split four grand a pieceLong story long Glenn jerked him insteadFucked the bitch and count up and withdrew all of the breadBen caught him slippin put the slammer to his headTook his jewels took it to the pawn shit was just ledFaker than the three dollar bill he wish he killedGlenn sped back to his block right up the hillTold the OG Butta, from the hood what happenedBut he left out the part, 'bout him snakin and rappinSaid I was just chillin on Rutland, 'bout to kick it with a bitchThen this hatin nigga Ben, ran up on me with some shitI told the nigga if he 'gon pull it, then he better kill me!Butta said what happened? Nigga took all your jewelryNah I ain't with it today, I kept it lightThat nigga can't shoot anyway, so I'm aightBut he fucked up now, 'cause I know where he beMatter fact big homey, won't you ride with me?!Now Butta in the car, he don't play that shitAnd he fittin to put a hole in a niggaWith his fo' fifth eight shot head triggerThere he go right there pull up a lil' nearerI'm a get out, meet me on the corner stay on the rightGlenn said cool big homey, I got you aightBen ain't even seen it comin he caught that body with easeAnd Glenn saw some people comin he thought it was the d'sBut it wasn't, and he drove offBut he hit the corner lookin like is this boy lost?Now it's sirens, gun in hand lookin violentHe fit the description police just got the firin, now he goneAnd the moral of the story is, fuckin with suckers could get your mother tearsAnd the moral of the story is, when you fuck with them suckers could get your mother tearsThis is my song, you can't defend wrong,You can't defend wrong, Maybe you'll listen if I put it in a, song, song, song, songMaybe you'll listen if I put it in a, song, song, song, song, you can't defend wrongThe rap game hard, the dope game easyIndustry niggas so motherfuckin sleazyIn the streets niggas 'gon try you if it's easyLeave you like a bitch on a period bleedinReal respect real almost in any caseWhen the fake get involved it turn to a murder caseReal respect real almost in any caseWhen the fake get involved it turn to a murder case
