Of All Da Hustlers Prime Suspects (Ft. C-Murder)

[C-Murder talking]
Yeah nigga C-Murder in this muthafucka aka Bossalinie
Representin' wit my muthafuckin' niggas Prime Suspects
Glock, Uzi, New-9, huh, tellin' this muthafuckas about tha game
How a nigga chose coke, got locked up, went to tha muthafuckin' pen
Got out & balled nigga, straight muthafuckin' ball til we fall
Ya heard me, nigga peep game ya heard me, representin'

[Chorus: New-9 & C-Murder]
Outta all tha hustles in tha world, I chose coke
Caught a joce, locked up an I'm missin' my folks
Free a soldier, Lord knows my pain burns deep
I'mma ball if I can touch them streets
[Repeat]

[C-Murder]
When I touch tha streets nigga, I'mma act a fool
I'm known for totin' semi automatic tools
I smoke joes on tha porch wit them O-G's
They taught me how to turn coke to mo' cheese
An when a nigga locked up, he keep his mouth shut
Cause a snitch get his muthafuckin' box cut
An that's tha code of tha street life
I tell a wanna be niggas get they muthafuckin' mind right
Cause all tha ballers & shot callers is targets
They runnin' from jackers, & crooked cops, & other drug lords
An I ain't dyin' on tha street like a dog
I get 'em fo' he get me, I ain't runnin', I'm killin' all of yall
Cause TRU muthafuckin' G's gonna rise
I label him a bitch nigga, by tha fake look in his eyes
How many thugs wanna ride wit me
Cause I'mma ball til' I muthafuckin' fall when I touch tha street