Yuh, plexin' somebody, holdin' plex We gon' let 'em what it do though Knahm 'bout? Yuh
I'm stompin' down on my Reebok Rearview mirror in sight Not to worry, I fear no I'm wired up and I'm ready to
Got I got the pump Got I got the pump Got plex I got the What it do, that's up
in the club and throw up my set They mean muggin' and smellin' wet But not to fear, I'm totin' that Desert Eagle, American Express I leave home without the heater
I'm strapped up like a I'm my ghetto stripes I specialize in tactics Hit ya jaw and 32 pick up Catch a cut the AK hiccup
Bend the corner bitch around I'll know ya right by ya edge-up ya straight to Ben Taub, emergency room, ICU And have you up for a month Eatin' ya dinner through a tube
Why these suckers eyein' me, you don't wanna be me Keep on at me strange, I'ma have you seein' siamese Close your eyes, look away, your is tickin' no time to play Keep on muggin' you your luck, where you stand Gon' be you lay
I'm stompin' down on my Reebok Rearview mirror in sight Not to worry, I fear no I'm wired up and I'm ready to
I'm stompin' down on my Reebok Rearview mirror in sight Not to worry, I fear no I'm up and I'm ready to fight
Got plex I got the Got I got the pump Got plex I got the What it do, what's up
Got I got the pump Got plex I got the Got plex I got the it do, that's what's up
I pull up in front of your crib, slowly Sayin' you gon' hold me, you gon' have to me Draped in all so I can stay low key So when they ask who it, won't nobody know me The whole fuckin H-Town, that's my
I'ma put in they face so they can get it Mister Master Archie Lee, but you can call me I could cap on down, but I'ma keep it it out, fuckin' rappin' 'bout it, be about it Got with the Mister, bitch, come see me about it (Yeah)
Real gangsters don't about what they gon' do ya They just the hammer back And let slugs fly through ya
I'm down on my Reebok white Rearview jackers in sight Not to worry, I no bite I'm wired up and I'm ready to
I'm stompin' down on my Reebok Rearview mirror in sight Not to worry, I no bite I'm wired up and I'm ready to
Got I got the pump Got plex I got the Got plex I got the What it do, that's up
Got I got the pump Got plex I got the Got plex I got the it do, that's what's up
If it's plex, that ya holdin' the gat I expose it And the flesh off ya chest and ya neck up off ya shoulders Homey, takin over with soldiers, they can't control us They understandin' my motives, hold up pop the trunk and show us
Artillery digger you say shiver me timbers I'm off of the chain off Hennessy liquor Coot banger, number one suspect for danger You niggaz can be decoded but the tec'll make you
I'm out there Swisha House with Archie and Got plex, then it's a mess, be too wet for a towel You'll be the color I'm reppin', what's poppin' If you think you heard the weapon, Coot B cockin'
I'm stompin' down on my Reebok Rearview mirror jackers in Not to worry, I no bite I'm wired up and I'm ready to
I'm down on my Reebok white mirror jackers in sight Not to worry, I fear no I'm wired up and I'm ready to
Got plex I got the Got I got the pump Got I got the pump What it do, that's up
Got I got the pump Got I got the pump Got plex I got the What it do, that's up