What do you got to say about this
  A force so strong that you can't resist
  You may as well join'em you know you can't beat'em
  Pack a hundred people ya know ya gonna need'em
  Straight with the system is down by law
  Cause every two hours they get nine more
  They run all dollars that come in town
  Either join the crew or get beat down
  I watched all the guys be so damn cruel
  Try to get fast you must be a fool
  Blood through and through, the boys don't play
  I seen'em tax and run an operation today
  They got too, too, too much posse
    Yeah, I threw a party, much people came by
  I'm talking to a 'g' cause the 'g' real fly
  Sittin' in my room, chewin' off her ear
  Chillin' stypid fly, I got fly gear
  My door kicked open, her man and crew
  The 'g' turned turned to me and said, "Who you?"
  So I said, "Yo fly. Yeah the 'g' lied."
  Stuck in the corner while the 'g' cried
  And then from the back, my homeboy came
  He pulled out a gun and said, "Go blame."
  Ya lying ass girl with the fake tears
  We got posse and we show no fears
  We got too, too, too much posse