Hangin with a handful of rudebwoys
Slangin "D's" collectin "G's" so much money
Not bangin for a reputation
Protection mine with this Nine nothin funny
Should i care anymore that in place of our yellow rock stands a whitish stone.
They say I'm black to the bone 
But when I look around Niggas dying, trying to make a livin, killin their own.
They say my Nine is MY ONLY FRIEND
That I hold near and dear Rudebwyos understand that I can never hold a 9-5
So mamma don't be crazy.
That's right my Nine is MY ONLY FRIEND
That I hold near and dear Rudebwyos understand what I gotta do to stay alive
That what i'm doing daily