C'mon, man What the fuck this? It's just a warnin', nah niggas, It all starts wit' a warnin' It's still dawnin', motherfuckers, fuckin' dawnin' Yo man, blurry eyez, c'mon, now I'ma yawnin' And niggas want bullshit at five in the mornin' I usually shoot out brains, I don't flawnin' There's somethin' clawnin' Bullets go off when I'ma comin' and gunnin' Slow down (yea) Please niggas, betcha Biggie won't slip In fractions I unload down my extra clip Every time I make a new motherfuckin' beat Listen to my tracks, yea, now that's right chick C'mon, man When I'm threatened, I become more dangerous Blunt ever, yea niggas, you're pussy and scandalous I like to pick you up and take you down and down And smack you like ice cream and spread it down around My gun ready to smoke I dump a whole clip and now ready to reload I'ma gangsta and a hustler, baby I said I'ma gangsta and a hustler, baby My gun ready to smoke I dump a whole clip and now ready to reload I'ma gangsta and a hustler, baby I said I'ma gangsta and a hustler, baby My buddy J, R, Glock heard some niggas plot Talkin' about Glock, niggas talkin' about shot My homies fucked down with ya mentally prop My gun cocked Yea nigga yea, accidentally my gun pop I know it wasn't right Uh, I know you're somebody's son I'ma pulled out my gun, I'ma poppin' my gun How do you feel knowin' I ain't the only one? I'ma gangsta and a hustler, baby I said I'ma gangsta and a hustler, baby I'ma pulled out, I'ma cocked I'ma pop, pop! Pop, pop my Glock pop, pop Click-clack, pop! Nigga down! Pop, pop, it's down, it's Biggie