R.B.L. Posse Lyrics
"Lesson To Be Learned"

I'm tired of this muthafukken city
I'm tired of this muthafukken city

Hip hop on the muthafukken jock it's the black seat
nigga and I rock nonstop with the Frisco crew and suckas
are losin fukking with nigga cause I steal tofu and
right to the jaw my crew is straight raw RBL that's
ruthless by law that's my muthfukken posse and niggas
wanna pop me but stop me, pop me,
and your hoes still jock me,
like a rabbit to a carrot,
a dog to a bone the big nine piece I got it going on
cause hoes on the nutsack my money stack is kinda fat
I didn't have the bullet jack to get where a nigga
at I lay down stay down always pimp at night and right
cause wen you sell crack dopers come in funny browns
tweaking, peeking, none of them is speakin,
and when they come around make sure they ain't sneakin
right up on your back you know they need crack and
they don't have no money watch out for the jack but
the tables have turned and your ass got burned so punk
muthafukker there's a lesson to be learned

Yea chris you know niggas can't dig a pig so why don't
you drop some more of that shit about these punk police
out here in Frisco you know what I'm saying bust that shit

Goes out to the police fukking with me now yo ass got
beef so you started some static you silly ass rabbit
jacking in my hood like a muthafukken bad habbit dipping
through my pockets like a muthafuckken dig then I guess
I'm a nigga that you wanna get rid of it seems that
way I'm my mothafukken hood all you punk police always
up to no good coming through sweatin while we trying
to get our gurp on fucking up our highs now we sitting
in the drug zone but you done did this the last time
to me see now I'm gonna gather up my mothafukken posse
them crazy ass niggas the crazy ass crew the crazy
mothafuckers with the stealtoe boots I'm getting my
matches I'm grabbing my gasoline and blowing that police
station to smitherines cause I don't play I'm strapped
with my AK and sending you blue suits straight to your
grave so police you can burn baby burn cause the tables
have turned and you got on my last nerves lessons and
suggestions is what a nigga stressing so watch out
chief cause yo boy's got beat

Check this mothafukken shit out

(Get down get down)
Dumping on the mike is the nigga mr sleek coming out
of Frisco RBL is my posse standing on harbor trying
to sell all my crack sacks stress on my mind from thinking
will I get jacked but if your scared go to church cause
ain't no fear in my heart I'm still yelling work niggas
trying to run while thinking they don't hit getting
too greedy it's get your gaffle in the mix getting
popped by the cops not knowing where your going with
a sack in your necks poep and your sure to get thrown
in a caddie wagon we don't type our ages a son get
killed in high speed chases now your sitting in court
without giving up a fight got sent to the pen doing
ten to twenty five don't say it ain't worth it but
I gotta go check so my pockets won't be hurting so
get back get back get back if your real to the game
then you know I'm kicking facts yea there's money to
be earned but take notes on what you see cause there's
a lesson to be learned

Bitch I thought you knew bitch I really thought you knew
(There's a lesson to be learned)fresno bulter park