Lights, Camera, Packin'

(Yea we back ! ..its a 2 G thing boy .. it dont stop i feel better then ever my car go up and down, my shoes 1400,who want it?)
Uh I raps like crack, my lacks nike black, my straps right here, dont get your ass clapped,
wheels on the chair, a crippled ass back you see the clouds in the sky, i put you past that
Im drunk and im blunted', my G 900, my green 550, name it i done it, Im coller than a fridge, my jeweler's on his Biz, Bandana bid, bitches drooling on the kid, Im south jamaica bred, on a paper bed, you put niggas to sleep my lines wake the dead, my women dont argue