Verse {lil' ya}
It's that of the block call me the hood mac Down to make some snaps so what's the Do I the strap? Will give me a extra clip? 'cause I'm a need it if niggas try to trip They might even try of that funny shit If they do, they fuckin' wig I'm a I'm a get my point across 'cause I'm the Walkin' my mossed bird, double barrel sawed off pump With some behind me called the black connection Bet you bottom dollar we be tighter then some fly You bests to run if you gun is on Be handy with the if you ever try to face me Nigga you miss because if you do I'm a retaliate And before ya shut yo and fuckin' face Don't get mad because yo tot your 'k' the city ya fa'sho just call me the frank nitty Takin' no leavin' yo city destroyed Bustin' down yo door to take your and all yo boy Then I leave the my pockets full of greenery Blood on my back and no more in my mac yo back nigga
Chorus: boy/lil' ya}
is cool and ok But I chill and hussle I it to them easy fit the pieces to the puzzle is cool and ok But I rather and hussle Nigga we got dem flippers for ass
Verse two: boy}
Like black and moe I got this shit Cock by my side another homicide I'm up on the scenery ya bitch you I'm the third u. n. l. v. who the hell are you? Now if you think you can beat me to the faw? Try yo luck, I'm a mover in the u-haul Yo ass in trouble, when I and get there on the double Ain't nothin' shakin', when the real hit the block Fully amo aimin' at you non stop Slickie grease I got yo down I'm pased once, I'm back around to act a clown No freakin' out because I'm used to bloody streak Everyday and all I keep my heat give a fuck I play it real as it fuckin' go I ain't no hoe I spin the bin lettin' flow Now can you coke with the gate like scope, I no joke see I'm straight downin' folks I'm on the real with the fifty loc song I put my stop to all you wanna bee's Then I hangin' with the spanish I'm ducked off I'll be back at you I'm here to stay now bitch you a statue Ya see I'm dumpin' if you try to disrespect my set I beat I'll leave yo ass wet, because I'm in a the mag ninety, spittin' at you and yo crew Comin' to down you, quickly get rid of you I catch a drain put yo ass in Fuckin' with the another unsolved slang I come to buck you because I'm a fuckin' clown The black is in a position that it's to be in As I spin the bin once
Chorus:
Verse
Niggas I got that bigger den the big dipper We blowin' up slangin' motherfuckin' gangsta shit We be rockin' up slab the money in my hood Keep it good, protect the that you make You bitch niggas can't what we put together No matter the weather I be ridin' around That in my leather Two extra clips to make yo bitch ass flips So the cut Nigga what's happenin' with all gafflin' Get ready for because you know I'm bout that action ok today I take a ride my ak don ratted out my rock shop And told the cops my spot Where I hang at my my probation But I got to hussle to keep my shit tight If it I have to walk the streets all Motherfuckin' night all my are out there selves (where you at tec-9) I'm rocks in the motherfuckin' meplh Now let's a take it to another level it off the beeper flowin' from my nigga keith Use the code that I you hit me I'm a hit you Now picture me ballin' the emenies me for me to go down Player hater's are created by the deal gone sour Replace the yae with the Break a quarter key down I can't with that Give a ounce of that furl and I can fuck with that I would love to go out and parley with my Today but I got's to pay bills and the first man
{2x}