Tired as fuck just up what's goin' on? Gun clapper yelling sound thee alarm This ain't no drill your fuckin' ass 'cause they here Pass the tear gas is tossed in the air
We're surrounded street is crowed can't no more First fuck bust through that front door and if they double up they get splitted Hit 'em did 'em no damn good Arnold
Calm yourself there's no for panicing Slugs to him leavin' himself stiff like manakins Men it is, the fuckin' way to die But when I die I'm all out with my five
But hold on son I got your you got mine? pick flinch or move leave 'em spine On the table, spit belly the navel Unable to his trash I stalk kick that mayhem
move along, you know we stand strong Allah got our backs so we won't go 'Cause is all hot up in our face I think we should slide to a place where safe, hey yo come on
Time's a no lookin' back or move fakin' of all kinds cross lines so now I'm thinkin' Escape route, no doubt 'cause odds is far from No joke loc I just hope we see evening
Just be ready for whatever, dress for action If we gettin' pass him if not then we just So let it not, have to down to that But for now son keep the fuckin' mack where at
It takes one and a word to start my niggas to envy You don't know how it is after dark so stop figuring that we give a you know me not give a fuck In jungle walk we stalk with the shottie, the pumps Come try and put yourself in our boots youth Better face behind madness you done started in your root
So who be you cat standing over there Trying to come clear and face to face my dry tear I raise smells from my inhales My minds not here and I don't think you to go there
So stand clear, or get ripped the rear To your head, O.G.C. dues to get you red, fed up Whatever, bring your flame you can call it We make so hot you can call this waco Texas
I beez man I gets wicked on the flow It's Louieville you I pack the bat like so I be the top but better known as the O Motherfucks better act like they O, O