From Adam (feat. Lil Wayne)

Here we go again
 Ten years later
 You know what man? Uhm
 (I wanna know)
 Fuck it
 Ayo C
 Give me that Jameson and that pickle juice
 Thank you
 I got some shit on my mind
 (I wanna know)
 My little nigga Frog dead, dog
 They shot my little nigga in his head, dog
 You heard what the fuck I just said, dog?
 Walk inside my closet like fuck everything red, dog
 If you seen your best friend stiff, you would cry too
 Sometimes I don't even wanna be a Piru
 Then I think about it like, fuck everything blue
 Who killed my motherfuckin' brother?
 (I wanna know)
 Who killed G man too? The shit I seen men do
 If I told you, I'd have me floating in cement shoes
 See Compton ain't shit really
 And I've been at the bottom of the pits, feel me?
 I done had some real niggas try to kill me
 Fake niggas in my crew
 Crip niggas more loyal than a few of my Piru
 I done been shot, had a surgery or two
 Above the rim like Pac, I'm like birdie at the troops
 I can't lie, every time I see Suge my heart beat
 Cause I don't know if I should dap him or let the hawk speak
 Wilmington and Brazil, nigga them my cross streets
 And who gon' take it from me?
 They think they know me
 But they do not know me
 Cause I do not know me
 Who killed my homie?
 I wanna know names
 Click-clack explain
 I can kill you but ain't nothing gon' change
 But I might do it anyway
 You gonna die any way
 I'm gonna2 die any way
 We can go any day
 It can be any day
 But for you
 Today is the day
 Today is the day
 I was playing Madden then I heard a knock
 Everybody know I got shot but this for niggas that forgot
 Sometimes I thank God that I got set up
 When you shot twice in the chest, it's kinda hard to keep your head up
 Suspect one: the homies never came to see me
 Suspect two: Red hid my gun behind the TV
 Suspect three: I was beefing with this Crip in my apartment
 Shit started cause we fought and he couldn't see me
 There's usually ten niggas in our dope spot
 Cold ass night, I'm like a janitor at Wing Stop
 I usually play Xbox with the gun cocked
 I'm cool with taking mine, but I took other niggas' gunshots
 Chest wide open, I'm tryna fight, but my lungs not
 Hole in my chest bout the size of a Kumquat
 I know who shot me cause I shot them
 But who set me up? I ain't tripping but...
 (I wanna know)
 They think they know me
 But they do not know me
 Cause I do not know me
 Who killed my homie?
 I wanna know names
 Click-clack explain
 I can kill you but ain't nothing gonna change
 But I might do it anyway
 You gonna die any way
 I'm gonna die any way
 We can go any day
 It can be any day
 But for you
 Today is the day
 Today is the day
 Let me tell you how I met my nigga Wack
 Shit, he ain't always have a nigga back
 When I met him, he was standing behind Suge
 And everything is all good when you banging for your hood
 Compton
 That nigga Wack got my number and came through
 Now let me tell you the type of shit the Game do
 He walked in the booth where I was spitting
 Gave him ten thousand, couldn't even finish his fuckin' sentence
 I ain't owe him shit, but real recognize real
 Now we like two red-nosed Pits
 Cross him, you gotta cross me
 And don't forget about where my nigga AR be
 He be in the cut, that niggas nuts, don't give a fuck
 Love his nigga Game to death, and he mean it from the guts
 Blood, what's up? Which one of you dumb mothafuckas wanna try us?
 (I wanna know)