Nothing_2_show - Geto Boys
I'll be damned if I'ma live without it
I'm penitentiary real until the day I die
I'll pull a f**kin heist snatch away your f**kin life
Shake the dice sell rocks flip bricks
Print up some motherf**kin counterfeit
It's too cold
When you made a big knot and your heartbeat stops
And they throw you in a box and you ain't got nothin to show
They say the first law of nature is selfpreservation
F**k a PlayStation my bills don't vacation
Got a mac11 holdin up a bankin center
If they follow my instructions they might make it home for dinner
Cakeass ni**a in the club bottle poppin
Make me wanna pop him heh
He bought a drink flashed his knot now he dearly departed
Broke as I was that ni**a had to be retarded
Stung him in the cabbage with that semiautomatic
Jacked his chain and his watch and rifled through his
I'll kill ya dead rich or po' grown or a youngster
I ain't Cody Scott but I can be a Monster
Call me a sinner but know what's funny
So is the dude that you give your money to on Sundays
Like my grandmother she paid her tithe sold her place and picked up folks
For the church and died broke with nothin to show
I'll be damned if I'ma live without it
I'm penitentiary real until the day I die
I'll pull a f**kin heist snatch away your f**kin life
Shake the dice sell rocks flip bricks
Print up some motherf**kin counterfeit
It's too cold
When you made a big knot and your heartbeat stops
And they throw you in a box and you ain't got nothin to show
You can talk that hot sh*t if you want to
But it don't tell me what you won't do
When you're down on your luck and nobody gives a f**k
Bill collectors on your heels and they repo'n your wheels
I done had money been broke and had it again
Anythang I do twice I can do it again
I done had money been broke and had it again
Anythang I do twice I can do it again
I done had money been broke and had it again
Anythang I do twice I can do it again
Look how many niggaz who done sold *** all this time
That's doin a bunch of years are back in the hood and ain't got a dime
Ain't no excuse for it go on be a man and admit it
That come from cappin buyin cars and trickin b**ches
I ain't tryin to knock your hustle homey that ain't cool
But get your money clean it up and get the f**k on fool
Cause your friends just wanna stunt and these hoes just want your bread
And the fed is gonna hunt and these niggaz'll blow your head
Behind beef or a fake say dude knew your face
So you murdered him but ain't got nothin to show
I'll be damned if I'ma live without it
I'm penitentiary real until the day I die
I'll pull a f**kin heist snatch away your f**kin life
Shake the dice sell rocks flip bricks
Print up some motherf**kin counterfeit
It's too cold
When you made a big knot and your heartbeat stops
And they throw you in a box and you ain't got nothin to show
Mind Playin Tricks still playin on the box
