(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) I hope his ass don't believe that rumor I heard he was a snake, I wish I found out sooner He left his killers, but I stayed and groomed 'em But I hope he don't listen to that rumor I turned him to a killer, oh-oh Turned him to a killer, oh-oh Turned him to a killer, oh-oh Turned him to a killer, oh-oh I gave you all I had and you just did me wrong I can't fuck with these hoes, they only like my songs You know we keep that Henny in the styrofoam And free my nigga Trell, I swear he bomin' home Locked up inside the cage, but it won't be for long These niggas talkin' shit, ain't put they people on You know what time it is, you know we equal, dawg I thought you was gon' ride, but baby, not at all I can't believe what you had did You really scarred a nigga, hurt me to my ribs The way I am, the way I feel Like it ain't too many that can keep it real I'm with the gang, they're used to pain This .40 can't help you, you need Novocaine Who ridin' for me? I don't even know One day it all gon' show I hope his ass don't believe that rumor I heard he was a snake, I wish I found out sooner He left his killers, but I stayed and groomed 'em But I hope he don't listen to that rumor I turned him to a killer, oh-oh Turned him to a killer, oh-oh Turned him to a killer, oh-oh Turned him to a killer, oh-oh Ooh, this shit not right, fucked around and missed my flight I went to Tootsie's twice, like I ain't have no wife Opps said I'm ridin' 'round, they say I'ma die tonight They tryna put me down, I gotta keep my pipe But I gotta see better days, get a big check, gotta elevate Had to throw my cup away, everyday I was sippin' on a cup of eight Niggas wasn't with me from the start, niggas left me when it got hard And I had my bro with me, but he caught a body and he got charged He a killer, oh, pitiful, oh Leave me alone, leave me alone Asked the streets could it be my Valentine, but they tired of dyin' They been killers since '99, oh, oh, they tired of cryin' I just wanna hit that road, I'm tired of flyin' Tryna file your friends' kids, oh, make tax a crime Umbrella-ella-ella-ella, ayy He a killer, killer, killer, killer, ayy Committin' crimes I hope his ass don't believe that rumor I heard he was a snake, I wish I found out sooner He left his killers, but I stayed and groomed 'em But I hope he don't listen to that rumor I turned him to a killer, oh-oh Turned him to a killer, oh-oh Turned him to a killer, oh-oh Turned him to a killer, oh-oh (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)