[Trick Daddy] This one goin out to uhh, that nigga Bub (the game done changed) Young Black Boy, Rick Growley, that nigga Wayne Parker (ha ha) You know, all the niggaz I know that was told on Yesterday's, killers, today's fuck niggaz huh? [Verse One] My lifestyle's quite complicated I'm an ex-drug dealer, corner sto' nigga, still mob affiliated I'm disrespectful, ill-mannered and quite fiesty That's why fuck niggaz and slap bitches never did like me But Lord, if you're listenin, please God forgive me If I end up doin one of these niggaz out to ruin me and kill me But the devil leaves me only a few choices I gotta kill him or he'll kill me, y'all niggaz don't hear me See y'all got choppers that's splittin when these niggaz