This is a song about "Spot you from mile away"

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

I cant stand to be away from you

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

We're up to no good, see you exit the block and hit you up on the spot

But whatever, you hit on the spot

Ever since then i had no job

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

I could get you shot, on the spot

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

Why you boasting, end up choking, like eminem on 8 mile when the black dude

We can talk things over a little a while

And you cant do shit cause im always ahead by a mile

Cause of death? bars

Run away from the cars...

We've gon so far astray

You thought,you would get away,