Carol, Carol City I'ma forever, nigga Roll my, my weed and I'mma chief forever, nigga pressure niggas bout whatever, nigga You around and leave you on a stretcher, nigga
I pour my liquor upon the concrete for the niggas that were murdered in the 13 Gotta a hammer in case a nigga wanna case me Now listen Ciara baby girl was 18 from a stick drill But it's hot and this real Niggas talk who trill brah? Who the livest? on that Pac shit Nigga the world like a side bitch Mackaveli Kickin' blunts a physic Betcha them boys still Murder guard is lookin' Gotham I stunt in all black like I'm Gothic Niggas got clip 30 in ya pockets Shit want in ya wallet 3-7 hit a 2-0-7 Candy lady make a profit Got, nickels and diamonds we and lightin' Talkin' that on a spliff Grab all these packages smoke with the Getting real off the piff Run at me crook little boy what in the fuck could I say These don't know about what a nigga shooting now That' communicating a K Bottle get [?] a [?] so they spray Channel 7 lose they caught at the screen like "Oh My God" Daddy look we this nigga What the or so it seems Like Picallo nigga how you do a green Go to the but it ain't 54' Posted up in a show now we [?] Chill with Ciara and the niggas the scene Who would of she would of ended in a Benz Life's fucked up for the young teen As she got his up at 17
Shot's the dark, let her feel from the park
note these games and don't be smart
Better learn get, if you don't get, then you more liable' to get got
3-2 Z-E-L, off no R.Kel's
Bitch I'm from the place palm tress and swell
Carol, City I'ma chief forever, nigga Roll my, roll my weed and I'mma forever, nigga Talking pressure bout whatever, nigga You fuck and leave you on a stretcher, nigga