I was forced to be a gang banger On the cover of the source with my chain Hanging, and that was '05 Still fuck benzino, riding through the city in them twin benz Stepping on c-notes, rollin red dice like casinos Throwing shots like free-throws Tell judas I'm alive and well Will I be crucified only time can tell Well till then I'm thugging Spend my money on whatever Running through this cheddar As long as my crew together Pop ace, pop tags, pop hammers "Thug life" I put that on pac's bandana Los angeles king, tell my niggas In the I blacked out the card And minimized the bling Updated the ghost with nas on the way Gangster living The playas had the the dough So the girls brought the freaks Every single night we did it again We had a good time, we had a good time In the city I was forced to be a farce Diamonds in my cross The cost for me to floss Got me exhausted Got me wide awake, just make sure That my wallets caked while away Got banana clips in the big apple homie "su cartel" Eh game what it look like I got the shorty and I'm playing With her chest in the corner look like a rug rat The city that never sleeps Now we ain't talking bout money you never spitting We generated revenue Old heads put me on The things that we never knew Word to my moms there it's hard To be a giant just ask tom brady This why they pay me when They ask who the best Right now they say me, fred in the game