Whut Itz All About

[Intro: Scratches by DJ Premier] "Okay, get ready now. Here he comes" "No doubt, you don't know what it's about" "Let me tell you what it's all about" [Verse 1] You ain't never been a hustler or been to jail You ain't nothing but a buster and I can tell By the tone of your voice and that rinky dink gold You're talking a mile a minute and gangsters talk in code Demented and crazed, the nigga has issues Pistols get used in case the rent's past due You getting paper, well man, I ain't asked you And guess what, my block does numbers To the point, 5-0 set a mobile home on my corner It's a mini police station, I work around the situation I got an appetite for destruction Sco knows the consequence [?] is full of corruption What I supposed to stop grinding cause it's hot, that's the wrong assumption Take a block, set up shop, I can't stop pumping Smokers won't stop coming I ain't buying no food or clothes 'til this block starts jumping [Hook: Scratches by DJ Premier] "No doubt, you don't know what it's about" "Going against the kid" "Coldchain jack" "Yeah" "That's how we get down" "Let me tell you what it's all about" [Verse 2] Nigga, watch what you say, don't you hear that echo over the phone The police is already watching the house We hustle in the middle of a school zone, how we don't love the kids? Can I help that at recess they learn how [?] pop up at my dope crib? Coldchain the medicine man, I give 'em a fix Black sedan, Grand Marquis Same as the cops so they can't mark me See I've seen people turn soda cans into [?] And niggas hop out of vans with bad intentions Get straight taken away Until this day, I never saw 'em again Like camouflage, I blend in Some say I talk about too much death and gunplay Bitches suck dick for weed and pills Deals gone bad, connects get killed [Hook] [Verse 3] You're talking too much, it appears you're light in the ass and heavy in the mouth Me? Write with my cash and kicking it south My current connect is currently living down in San Antonio, Texas Forty-five an ounce, 400 a pound Ramon, give me 20 of them things so I can bounce But if Ramon think I'm a dummy like I can't count Start to act funny about my business, Im'ma take him out I'm in the block vacating Alleviating situations as fast as I can I'll send you pussies on a permanent vacation [?] this time of the year Heard it feels like Hell right now, Im'ma send your ass right down So you can have a sit-down with Satan right now I have no fears, I embrace death with cocked 4-pound To blow his black hood right now Y'all ain't making no noise, Coldchain's in your corner [?] my drugs of choice Cool, calm, and collective so I'm never losing my poise Conversate with my mac so I'm never losing my voice, nigga I stay strapped [Hook 2x]