To all the killaz and the hundred dollar billas'
For real dealers that ain't got no feelings...
Check it out now....

I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
You heard of us
Official white folks murderers
My Mobb comes equipped for warfare, beware
My crime family who got 'nuff shots to share
For all those who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain with your nosebone
You're all alone in these streets, cousin
Every man for their self in this land we be gunnin'
And keep them shook crews runnin'
Like they supposed to
They come around but they never come close to
I can see it inside your face
You're in the wrong place
Cowards like you just get your whole body laced up
With bullet holes and such
Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched
You can put your whole army against my team and
I guarantee you it'll be you very last time breathin'
Your simple words just don't move me
You're minor, we're major
You all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player
Don't make me have to call your name out
Your crew is featherweight
My gunshots will make you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my mind is old
And when the things get for real my warm heart get cold
Another figure deceased, another story gets told
It ain't nothin' really
Ayo troops spark the Phillie
So I can get my mind off these yellow backed niggas
Yo, why they still alive I don't know, go figure
Meanwhile back in L.A the foundation
If i had to die I couldn't choose a better location
When the slugs penetrate you feel a burning sensation
Getting closer to God in a tight situation
Now, take these words home and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be about you
Son, they shook...


CHORUS (4x)
'cause aint no such thing as halfway crooks
Scared to death, scared to look
You shook


Livin' the life with the diamonds & guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
But some get shot, locked down & turn nuns
Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones
You ain't a crook son
you're just a shook one

There's a war going on outside, no man is safe from
You can run, but you can't hide forever
In these streets, that we done took
You walk on with your head down scared to look
You shook...
'cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks
They're never around when the beef cooks
And my part of town is similar to Vietnam
Now we all grown up and hold heavy on the cops control
You better have the right, get ready, try to bag me and get rocksteady
by the mac one double, I touch you,
Leave you with not much to go home with
My skin is sticked, cause I be up in the mix of action
If I am not home, puffin' la, relaxin'
L.A got a nigga depressed
So I wear a stuck proof underneath my guess
In the life filled with diamonds & guns,
There is a numerous way you can choose to earn funds
But some get shot, locked down & turn nuns
Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones

CHORUS (4x)
You shook...
'cause aint no such thing as halfway crooks
Scared to death, scared to look


You shook
You ain't a crook son
You are just a shook one
You ain't a crook son
You are just a shook one

You ain't a crook son
You are just a shook one
You are just a shook one