For the Watchful Alleycat - Printable Version

You hanging with that shane he told you must be down with it
And I ain't gotta get close to you
Alias I can get you touched from an ocean view
I just make a call and they do what they 'posed to do
Ain't no capping boy them bastards they stand over you

Like Dooski say I got a bond with my shooters
And if they catch a case then we just bond out the shooter
We might hit yo' crib like we running with the looters
You can try to run but ain't no running from this Ruger

I catch the champ he getting buried alive no buried in five
When the bastards want you where you gon' hide? Better ride with that fire
And if we can't find you we gon' get somebody that mean a lot to you
So you can keep on hiding and we gon' end up taking a lot from you