Sup these lame ass niggas, man? I'm you Niggas runnin' to this rap shit, you kna' mean? Like y'all like that Y'all niggas betta pick up a basketball, or Y'all niggas ain't ready for this
If a nigga know the Memph I the type to front I'll put any gun to you type you want? Supply any drug for you what you want? Bag any chick for you slut
Yeah, I push hot my niggas got cheese You run around frontin' you niggas got keys You never burgers your krew, I ain't heard of of fact, I'll murder ya
I heard you niggas spit but it's indirect Say my name and see I end this tech I got a lot of love for but dawg, I'm real When it's beef, it's beef it's rap, it's real
between a lot of frontin' I seen I done analyzed this game nuttin' but schemes New ways to records I aim for it Put it out if it's hot, not, just it
We them hustlers and who y'all know We get low, get flip gold for sho' We gangstas that's who we be We got cheese pop for R O C
We them hustlers and that's who y'all We get low, get dough flip for sho' We them gangstas who we be We got cheese pop for R O C
Yo, yo this is my ghetto I eat, sleep, breathe To tell the truth, dawg none of us gon' leave We die young, go to for murder 1 On a come-up, nigga and that's where I'm
I learned from that Puff and that Lopez shit I ain't runnin' in no on some loco shit I'ma catch you when you sit put 4 in yo Catch girl in the club put nut in your bitch
Niggas wanna see the Memph go and lose his Go and use his tool, nigga, use the You bootleg my shit I want me a chunk Deuce I'm not a chump, I'll you slumped in the trunk
part of that you don't understand, or ain't hear? Misinterpurate, dawg, I put in I got a name, and my shit phenomenol Still keep them next to the abdomenol
We hustlers and that's who y'all know We get low, get dough flip for sho' We them that's who we be We got pop three for R O C
We them hustlers and that's who y'all We get low, get dough flip gold for We them that's who we be We got cheese pop for R O C
Uh, uh, uh yeah before rhymes I was bustin' these before these raps I was my gat before the vocal groups I spoke with the Why do catz muffle my speech? Imagine my raps if I wasn't in touch the street
On the block, deep wit my peeps touchin' the I'm used to crack, now i'm raps huster wit beats You niggas is lame you catz touch what I reach And quiet as you niggas can't hush what I speech
My too deep life real, clear as the streets See my iced grill, my voice clear when you sleep You niggas know me the cat who be tearin' these Ain't nothin' changed but my name I appeared on these beats It's Mac
Sigel was the that they gave me The streets that is I'm tryin' to teach that, 'Cause some niggas don't know they be clowns Ay yo, the sun don't go down we go
We them and that's who y'all know We get low, get dough gold for sho' We them that's who we be We got pop three for R O C
We them and that's who y'all know We get low, get dough gold for sho' We gangstas that's who we be We got cheese pop for R O C
We them and that's who y'all know We get low, get dough flip for sho' We gangstas that's who we be We got cheese pop for R O C