* send corrections to the typist. . Hey yo, I'm tired of runnin these streets, yo. I'm tired of hustlin. Y'all motherfuckers think this is all a game.
Bone Bone Bone Bone. Bone. Bone. Bone. Bone. Bone. Now tell me whatcha gonna do. when there ain't no where to run (tell me what). (When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you).
C-town's how we ride. Chi-town's how we ride. Midwest how we ride. Come see how we ride. . (Twista). now feel the devastation. and unification of the thugs in the middle of the map.