This is a song about "Make a n gga"

Rat n im arrested, snitch yull receive a disease fucked n grieve hiv rubber please?

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

Run to the station n make a statement.

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Seeing her charmed tresses'd make me dream 'n' start #sweating

I'm lyric j to the ' n a i

Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

N imma squeeze it like a mixture

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

Rewind it, pick it up n make it a thing of the past.

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Black n white/ i'm higher than a satellite

Only when were gonna make love n about to undress,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense