This is a song about "Money guns drugs"

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

And to pretend as if 2pac is not these dudes intentions

Back like i never ever left in the first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

Tell me anything you want

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

No money, power, or drugs,

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)