One Falso Move

See everybody wanna fake and pretend

But me I'm tired of goin in and outta the pen

I'm done with disobeyin the law

One false move and I'll be back in the yard

(This is for my thugs)

If I had a choice I wouldn't do it again

Ill unload the clip and conversate with my friend

Now this thing shouldn't be that hard

I done lost my dog now im fallin apart

They got me caught up in a situation, hectic

Got me crazy like glue

My homies dyin for colors, but me im ridin for true

See i aint sidin wit you, I'm always dodgin the blue

I got two records on the rise, I'm only signin my crew

Forever loyal, no lyin

No broken links, come try

I'ma rep the CP3 until the day that I die

Daddy threw it at me, but then I threw it right back

Tried to hit me wit dat curve, but I'ma fool wit dat bat

Now how you like me now, I'm gettin bigger, and richer

A third world villian, come here shorty take a picture

Still thuggin in the streets all day, just a lil bit

You see dem cutboys loadin, now thats a real click

Straight goons wit sum change, bust brains, maintain

I'm the same lame wit sumin to gain

So I pray for em tryna cross, cuz im the boss

Papi's moves was false, now he lost, the streets cost

I'm havin visions of a nightmare, every suckas playin me close

I'm on the cover of the source, with america's most

So many memories of thuggin, and pushin it to the limit

Didn't have it, I had to get it, them forces im comin wit it

Them wigs was gettin splitted, I'm tatted up ya dig me

Task was tryna kill me, railroad n deal me

I had to make em feel me, no duckin n hidin

200 on the dash of the whip I was drivin

I hit the studio, let the pain flow

Watch the grange dro, rock that chain low

Calio the same coat

Dirty G, Porch Boy Rest In Peace

I won't let them bustas bury me mane, I'ma beast

Drinkin 1 and 1's, 2 and 3's, and let my mind free

I'm against the wall, cuz my enemies behind me

They wanna see me in the bin or the Pine B

I'm under the radar homie, you'll never find C