Heeyo We bout to burn the muthafucking up with this shit club I want to welcome everybody to the muthafuckin rap This aint a is life!
Its been a long time get me accuainted with the famous You know how 0 my aim is range snipers, clash of the titans chrome python In 300 like lee knightis in the bulbllegoose, riding down the interstate Where fiend put them needles in they arm and let penetrate Leaning sideways with my fitted With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute
Check my armor no in my stones
ringin standing by the cornerstore Two glock on me, bang its the wanted war was so fly, now we bought anotha store Screaming out thug pouring belve on ya heart Money I'm involved it, wake up and ball with it Kobe can song it, uncut raw with it Chop bricks take ot, We before I had a goatee, I to bag the OC
Yeah, fish scale nigga, what up this
Stashin by the old tree, moving by leaf Drama let the lama niggas like Charles Oaklee dont assult me, I banana boat b r c k esses And stuck em in a Im sitting fat like Preciouse, up on the necklace And I keep them clipse on a Yes sir, I'm bout bar, bag and fuck em all Bitches money and fast car, nigga I it all
Yeah, word to my nigga, I want it all
Nascar game, why the will I starr Im the nigga, Chris fucking Paul out the caNNON hit ya bitch you the truck and AR With drop thousand and then fuck it off King of the hell got em bitch cut raw She begged the last nigga, on as if she suckin
Black Superman, I'm a butter law I put hollowtip on quarter inch you broken jaw ER be strong
Blindfold your bitch toss her in the After the first 48 that bitch smelling a skunk Its a rap, I rap, when I rap the Dont be any game you on tellin rap the bunks The club nigga no capitain crunch, This for my dog that eat cats for lunch Im like I aint trapped in months So actin stunt my glock packed a punch
Or have em catch em when send the
Leave your head wrapped up months, I passed the blunt To my niggas, we all out whats up jiggas I be in B K, with Fab on the freeway Lincoln and I copped it off on ebay I pop champ its my b day, force power my hood like its an olympic relay My Flow on time, no delay I rais a million send it off to CHILE
Word to my red cross, I dont fuck redcross
Im all mad EA, I'm in VA Money with Dre and Pharrell on threeway 28's thats my dj they spinning shit When I trips OT, I never winning shit I just drop cop, and then I tennis shit and mike, yes, I'm All About The Benjamins In there for the I be down in ten on six Tell em get me a porterhouse, and some ass to it in
Dam that was good, but I'm still
And I'm living it, I be out in shit They say weezy jobbed, nigga I'm on my bidness say Drake Lebron, I'm on my Moe Williams shit If T.I.P is kobe then fuck it, I'm Fissccher shit Long as I'm on the starting I'ma get it in Cause I promised the of Compton I would get it in I was andre, benjamin Now I slide through in my woman friend
She like on sinners in, yeah
You sip me hills, expensive whines sell It aint tricking, I just spend on cheap thrills Big phantoms, sweet Back see like a make them bitches eat pills Take patrone shots to the purse chrome glock Jay Electronica, this a shot So I had to steal it, nigga I had the I was the turtle when the I make the rabbit feelin
Yea keep wantin
Houseing by the subway, through the projects to the mucialago or for an object Number one prospect, the day that I was Aftermath matic unlkeashed the fucking Dont respect none of you niggas get in the Talking ratchets, touched a fucking automatic Drama is tragic, put it in the plastic 88 bars an running, it whith my other classics
Drama you should have warned these niggas, I'm to killem
trash baggin, this is crack And I know you been feenin for this, get your packs I do it for the nigga, fuck them placks Aint on no beef shit, but its still the rats And when I'm in New York, I set a of traps Put the g's where can see it, and if you stunt, you clap Catch em in the club, thats I stomp em flat Nigga get up after that, go get a bat
I tell you bout fucking rats
even snitch and bend over to catch No matter how you at it I hate fucking rats Get my bottle of and I twist the cat Sit back the nba play or some rolla back Real fat, yeah, all I do is bread In the hood on the war like a fucking Two nines on your back one sack, This my block and you niggas cant trap
you wanna get clapped here, head wrapped yeah
Im killing niggas, I should have a tattes Celebrate death, toast bottles and clap beers Its gon be a cold summer, come through burr The red phantom bullshittin, the 25 curbes The B S H just blaze in this The cars outside, the in this muthafucka I should let off a straighs in this muthafuck that. kinda get laid in this muthafuck
Yo, tell your friends to get wit my
Yeah, meet me in the parking lot, license plate Between me now and 50, wouldnt snitch for halve his cash If he wastn such a bitch, nobody woulde have to Still his down in jacksonville, dont make me have to rap jack Cause I be in Saint Tropez and packin bag bitches dat speak French, how you say, catch a cab I dont trip Euros, I trip Pounds Im ball bitches, till I knock em all down
Like the 93 Pac, I Get
Cuffles by the staircase, crack bottle Navigate my way to the south, I used to trap hoe way to Queensbidge moving packs yo Might have lost a friend, but I got my gat though Blast foes, my rap goes can never stop my flow Had a Nike box of hundreds, when I was in RAV4 But now I up in the truck with the crash board With the mag low, get you you ask for
Sometimes I can be a asshole
In the bake my mask on, look at this nigga ayyon Dont take your fucking mask off, empty out the cah draw We on a suicide mission, but we dont fuck Cause if we make it out, bigger house bigger Im in a club with a glock, nigga what me your bitch, she got a cuter face and bigger butt I aint gon do shit but pour on her Hit her from the back and half of the laker game on her
Dont put the back on, too many cunt on it
to train on her, call carl toon Have em tatoo my name on her, Star 2 You know what, it atftermath too Put a little smoke around it then take it home and it Helicopter outside, I'm surrounded Have in the jungles till the fuckin feds found Mama son got a public announcement I got 5 million in the walls and the
Dont make me think we got camels dogs and guns
Aks pompey, he was there he can it it in the trashcan on some oscar the grouch shit A of green popped out is, tiime to revouse shit down the Mississippi got her down south click And my niggas like, we aint know all about And any ever snitch, got his fuckin mouth fixed You get 25, he get his throat slid Cut em like filet and throw em off the boat bitch
Feed em to the then dock the yacht
Oil in the water, damn the ocean so Time to finish off this niggas on some coat shit Its a drug war, life, Grand Theft Catch you in the fuck you up and hit your man next Come through off some retarded shit, grand text Where my dogs at, tellem I crazier DMX Lazier then chinese eyes, I'm puffin that Blueberry, I aint talking a muffun sack
Roll up the d's well if you want em nigga
I split open the dutch, then I'm stuffin You should get a fight with California, come with that Thats all you, go ahead, hop in the truck that Take it down in and hit Young Buck with that Dont bring nuthin' boarder patrol cuffin that I trying see the pen, and have to get my knuckles wrapped I wake up owly, keep lunchin fags Its real easy, you rap my punchin bag