Yeah, how many can stand the rain This is a test now What we you it was comin' We in of the scenes And in of the scenes So you gon' do now
Bitches wanna on me But not to come to me I keep ten Ten up in front of me
they sprayin' sumin', like they sayin' sumin' I gets my bark on I'm DMX or somethin' My is like Louis stiff eighty-four Your's is Evander seventy-seven slow
to Taebo, I'm thirty two and O When I catch a knock out bitches bring the out Two for five spots, I the rocks out Pop the tops out clear the spot out
or bitch, you don't want no problems My revolver is a quick solver never think I'm slippin' Bitch, I ain't dumb, I carry a stun gun of my hair bun
ass niggas, I treat you like a bitch Strap on a fake dick and stick you you shit I got warriors that's three felons Leave ya body swellin', leakin' ya melon
And it ain't no tellin' the bodies start smellin' Somebody took the story and sold it to Helen The and thing you sing about bring 'em out Like I thought y'all a gun drought
I'm a I ain't for the cash I'ma and let my niggas Get in ya ass
All ya'll niggas is narrow, parrel Nigga like make you swallow the barrel Criminal I ain't tryna battle on a ground or Through make the hollows travel
I got Montana nines, more tangled Who wine and dine with Bris get in line I fight like I rhyme, thirsty to shine jack mine, I'm one of a kind
Die slow, niggas is dust like pyro You sleep with your close, might as well be blind fold See how much my nine hold my one Dos tres to the cuatro cinco, reload
How you want it, head or gut? You soft baby butt When these niggas come threw their jewels they tuck For what, intimidated how we hop out the Or the S type Jag, y'all straight fag
is for my niggas who ain't never have shit Ridin' round town gun in masses Copped out the ten but only had six All the ghetto with only one bad bitch
This is for my bitches who ain't never have niggas up for all they stashes Love cats with and Carti glasses Nasty hoes who take it in they
I ain't tell y'all niggas where I'm from I ain't never tell no when I cum I'm far from a lame you never see me run You know how we do it beef jump it
Mafia's the gang max out the Nine team, Mack 11 mobs men Who said we ain't rich, Kim's bling cost a Queen Bee shootin' anything crawlin'
From now on it's on when I catch you snorin' Any fresh event you can bet niggas Betta town catch a flight in the mornin' Get the cold out ya eyes somebody to die
Three got beef three, niggas got to go Hit em all in the row tic tac toe Where you is where you finish at y'all the meanin' of fam, remember dat
This is for my niggas who ain't never have Ridin' town with gun in masses Copped out the ten but only had six All the ghetto with only one bad bitch
This is for my bitches who ain't never have Settin' up for all they stashes Love cats with Roleys and glasses Nasty hoes who it in they asses