We keep it like the cars with the shocks We spittin' heat on block We new to the game, but runnin' the Numbin' your knot baselines that'll make ya neck break
This take your queen and put ya king in checkmate Open mind without makin' ya meditate We champs, y'all just featherweight Time to get it straight, I push wig back Crew up with extra bread like a Big Mac
Beefin' with us? We're leavin' you face Stompin' rappers like I'm straight outta A-Town Runnin' the like it was a track meet on the whip that be bigger than Shaq's feet
We into big things, bank overgrown All types of cheese, swiss, cheddar, Guaranteed to burn wax candles hittin' hard to the head like shots of Jack Daniels
Y'all, bitch crews, don't wanna with us bound to lose, another one bites the dust Y'all, bitch crews, don't fuck with us Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the
It's the truth, laid back, aloof I'm God, as if you needed some You ain't hard I can see it on you, I a roof a droptop, crop if I'm creepin' on you
Click-clack nickel back if you got heaters on you Spittin' back rounders, with five pounders If we meetin' on two, I put a on you sound's tired buddy, that's why I'm sleepin' on you
We back in the ride, with cream stackin' the rawhide The sound of God slide a raw vibe Straight military camel clothes ash boots So sick, I've been flows
Since enamel was gold tooth and by low You cold fuck Eskimo hoes at 7 below You slow, you be the to think My hands seen more fuckin' dirt than sinks
Y'all, crews, don't wanna fuck with us Y'all bound to lose, another one the dust Y'all, bitch crews, don't wanna fuck us bound to lose, another one bites the dust
I got punks, dumps and switches, dump bitches We you to the sharks, you can sleep with the fishes you like dishes but I ain't no busboy You family, you ain't earnin' my trust boy
too many bitches that'll double cross ya We bring more drama than the Laker Get the pissed, ain't nobody can save ya Throw heat without lookin' Fernando Valenzuela
Marc Predka's the name, the rest of you I'm ego drivin', seen with women, every size and frame I refine my by fuckin' famous bitches But all the same, it's just ex to the next
For sex or brain, or Mrs Married or not, my game don't It's cars bars bonds and you ain't see my flow Y'all are small-time suckers a knee-high hoe
Y'all, crews, don't wanna fuck with us Y'all to lose, another one bites the dust Y'all, crews, don't wanna fuck with us Y'all bound to lose, one bites the dust