Boys on da cut

[First Verse:] I woke up quick, at around two Jumped in my benz, picked up DJ Screw Boys out there, makin' them tapes Separate the real niggas from the fakes My boy just got out, did a flat ten And he just can't stop talkin' bout that pen My best friend, but time destroys all men Now he don't give a fuck about goin' again It ain't all good, but I ain't missin' no money I'm just a thug muthafucka and you can't take nothin' from me Somebody once said they wanna see me dead The next week they found the boy with two holes in his head I break bread with my killas in the H-TX It's the SP-Mex, in the all black stretch Known for my purity, pride, and security A house costs as much as one piece of my jewelry