[[_Nath_]]

It's the return of the real homie wit real G shit,
and when I smoke Green n get high its still a Homeboy left to deal wit.
This mutha fucker standin one deep solo,
exercising parts of the game but I don't know.
I bring it to a mutha fucker full throttle,
and any mutha fucker want pain I brought the full bottle.
Now take three of these caps in your ass and call me in the morning, three times point blank range wit no warning.
Homie I'ma straight killa slash for show drama,
and every mutha fucker involved gon' face drama. Dre wit a group called niggaz witta attitude, me? i jus sit, pullin' on a bude. I get stoned, smashed n turn white, Any bro start im'a have you a fight. Without any mother fuckin' question, I'ma put you in the "Fucked Up Homie Section"


Now I'ma Break it down and tell a story,
About a homie in the wrong territory.
The masta Nath is who he had to meet,
He made a right turn down the wrong street.
Now whatta muthafuckin' pitty,
A new boy in my muthafuckin' city.
Inside the minds of real G's,
Killa Inc. is looked upon as the Studio Gansters of the 2000's.
In the clubs sellin' coke, tryin' to earn my Dollar, Any ****** got beef , im'a pop my collar. On my wall is my fully-loaded Mac 11, In my trunk is my Ak-47.



wat yas all fink den?

red eye

wasn't really feeling it ya gettin there though

stay up

[[_Nath_]]

kk propzz 4 da feedback