Just keep Go on, it's not your It's not nigga, fall back I'm about to blow out here, straight up
Yeah, this is a family We gon' our business and shit These muthafuckas know not to come here like that This is real shit, talk
Four niggaz with four different aspects, nigga This is shit Who the fuck said family family no more, nigga? This is tight shit, than white in ya wallet
Yo, I'm talkin' of heavy coke, bracelets on every men Innocent dope pushers, over night king Indeed, we niggaz up for their cheese Throw bleach in yo face, got beef, let it be
The streets don't my peeps Jumpin' out of UPS trucks, blowin' niggaz off feet With four-four gloves, spinnin', tippin' on fo-fo's My mouth be worth millions, somethin' like Paul
look out they ain't thugs, they homo's The film hyper when I clap 'em in slo mo' Ya'll still the mob? We whip niggaz out like waffle batter ancient with dart, flossin' them diamonds
Discussin' our hits over a of scotch Baywatch bitches that ski, take turns they hand us the twat not, we still run the trains, till the condom pop On the low, we still them cops
Pretty from all precincts, Friday nights We holdin' glocks This is family, nigga, niggaz can't me Next up, my little man, I you the jammy
You know the fam, what it is, it is it is S.I.N.Y., where the live Ass bet, run in yo cribs I don't care if you for the cash, then scramble yo wig
I'm like, "Damn, what a kid" I do what I want, doin' dirt, not servin' a bid You a real fam handle they biz, everybody get searched the grandpops, down to the kids
And my time, I'm officially here, ya man Go and start up ya car, start the gears Sun God got the pits for his 'cuz niggaz is scared Hopin' I don't let it blow in ribs
I said hot, get robbed non stop Once the gun cock, niggaz down to they socks And my fam at the top, I won't stop Believe it or not, you and ya man is targets
Juks everythin', games, mini markets Fam gon' spark it, I'ma take is in the pockets the cash and the wallet, slide off the jewels 'Cuz you shinin', begets and the Never deny niggaz iron, yo
Aiyo, chillin' with the Ceasar We can smoke, all in the It's how many niggaz guns, got 'em on All tip top, cling to the fullest, mad This is a hobby, the lobby where clap yo hoods
Get the paper, to everythin', we a acre up like a mutt, we ain't taking nothin' A tech extremist, Gatorade, paid ya boy some money To lay up on the low, beamers
I need to be an actor,but instead, I'd be in Hempstead All of my bread from crack barbers and shoppers So beef in these whoppers Guns that'll out floors and hit choppers
What? The family remains 'cuz it's grain It's automatic, I live it and I it real, come around here, you bought here Yo, lay that half tape, then you will get wrapped quick
Aiyo, we hug the on President's Day Swingin' all year round, that money the American way Might run up in yo weddin', grab the reverend and And let the for whatever they may
This is family, nigga, the mob size The resurrection of Toney Starks and Dies', starrin' in Part 5 Niggaz'll rather die when they're in question Try'na hero, getting stuck for they prized possessions
Look you starin' in the of oppression That's why I ride with extended clips Super sizing my weapons, five eleven, keep the heat That'll burn a hole ya stomach like acid reflux Get buried in ya cheap
We make it for you niggaz to keep up through a hundred towns,and runnin', beatin' the streets up Come up north in New York, down in Miami, At a table, breakin' like a family
Florida, where we follow the of the streets And breakin' the beats and we the east Never the least, we the streets Shakin' the beast, we for life
We don't run, we grab knives, my double spit life My dogs is tight, shootin' the dice Some of my fam might ya ice Got family that go to church, come like you don't work
Got family set you up, got family that chill spark the dutch Wizard my fam, stuck you up I got fam fuck you up
you up, put your body in the back of the truck Osama Island, we wildin', see the violence We talent, respect balance, nigga, Shaolin a family