the cake

Lyrics

, i need the cake nigga, g-unit don't play, we rap but we strapped, buck got the shotgun, 50 got the mack, spida got the streeper, and you bound to hear it clap, you wont have another birthday cake after that, 'cause yayo got a temper and he don't know how to act, and i've been gone for the winter, but now a nigga back, to get the money the money the money the money the cake, and you motherfuckers looking like steak, food on the plate for the wolves, follow wolves, don't get moved by the tools, battle wounds on you shoes wait, control you hate, you ain't riding in them 6s, 'cause you spending all your cake on them bitches, i need the bread lil niggas need christmas, banks don't rap with a back pack, i'm in it for the money the money the money the money the cake, you heard banks said so i know i got the mag, i pull up pull out spray hollows at your back, i don't give a fuck, it's going down like that, i done been through every hood, dead niggas gone rap, in the heart of a victim murder is monumental, i don't complicate shit, yea i keep it simple, my bullet wounds will tell you a story bout what i been through, southside trama drama with gallamas, i conversate with killers it's usually about life, politic with lawness it's usually about white, i'm the poster child of violence, i'm the boy on the poster, when the shots start to rang out i'm the boy with the toaster, yeah listen up chicko, i hustle i get dough, you fucking with a sicko, i spazz let a clip go, cannon out the rental, beam to you temple, i squeeze blow your mental, all over you friends, me i'm from the street, we ain't nothing sweet, the home of the homies, there's a body every week, now i don't hear the sirens, but they probably gonna creep, plotting to pull me over, plant the cake in my jeep, so i'll be skipping cities 7 states in a week, can't a muthafucker breathing tell me i can't eat, show me the money the money the money the money the cake, niggas slow down pump you breaks, no mistakes, cause the jakes, run the plates, then you headed up state, for rolling round with a steak, niggas start up the beef, and run straight to the cops, you're a bitch ass nigga, the cup cake of the block, any nigga disrespect the click getting shot, round here niggas get found upside down, ova the money the money the money the money the cake