Part 2

With so much drama, I'mma have to refocus

The incense and aroma of hematomas

Symptoms of a coma, sleepin, awakin, bakin

I drop bombs like Hiroshima

Elegant in her Beemer, face bumpin in mines

All she wanted to do was get inside

Then she got inside, talkin 'bout "let me ride"

I stay regulatin, since cradles with the Daytons

Free Tracey Davis, TC and Chill

Cause ain't no fun if the homies can't have none

And if Kurupt gave a fuck about a bitch

They already know, that I don't fuck with no bustas

And I don't fuck with no, and I don't fuckin know

So don't ask me shit, give a fuck about it then

Yellin 187 with my dick in her mouth, bitch

Yellin 187 with my dick in her mouth, bitch