Domepiece

Rule 15 question enemies till the finish

The consequence is death or a long sentence

Friend turn to foe

I shake em off like blunt ashes

On my wire cell clothes cause they male hoes

Make a move catch a mack shell

Broken wings on your back you a match well

R.i.p to michael, he died and made the world stop

80's had the parting of a white top tiger shop

Run in your studio hit your hard drive

Harlem really took a hit when big l died

The whole bedstuy cried when big poppa died

The re annowned g-unit we born to ride

Homocide don't care about that homocide

They coppin coffee and donuts a nigga died

We don't give a fuck about the police

4-10 i'll split your whole domepiece

Hit rikers and scrap over dorm tv's

New york streets leave alot of casualties

The latin kings wanna watch caliente

The bloods wanna catch the game and watch the knicks play

Now it's a day room brawl horriffic

Blood smeared all on the wall

When you was free you'd damn sure had tv

In the beacon bloods got they names on the seats

This is for them g's in mdc

Fat dalans they never gone see the streets

In the feds i met a real nigga named sassy

He had a box full of tapes the wire tap was nasty

In his cell all he did was listen to em

His right hand ratted the streets screwed him