Finally, I got all niggaz on on a muthafuckin' Posse song Niggaz that's down to cut some heads From hear to ATL, to Nashville, back to the nigga And you know what that mean easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious bitch Makin' easy money, pimpin' is serious nigga
Call a nigga, drug dealer, out here on the nigga Weed smoker, coke snorter, come and get a pack Cane slangier, bitch banger, dog I'll it to ya If you got a problem with me, holla at my
Dro puffer, come up, when we on the track jack Hit you in the head, with the gat, 'til your crack gushin', head rushin', act first, no discussion Come with that bullshit, then the bullets bustin'
First crime, we came with Stylez on grime You slip, I Live By My Rep fuck with mine Da End, the souls of men embedded The Posse, the Prophet, the Posse, we all
We brutal, the Chapter 2 to end the Our mind, in crime reminds, N Laz Dayz Hypnotize, and blazed gold plate Sixty 6, 1, The Smoke Clears, evaporate
I got a 357, a tec with a clip A 180 pounds witha fist will bust lips Some killaz on my side, if I 'em they gon' get A fiend the business, I ain't wit'
And now in 2000 you the same shit And now in 2000 I'll bust and I miss They is in the air the liquor is still a fill The grill is still gold, and the curls know kick doors
The first one to bust his gun, hollow come by the ton Two AK's, and put some drama to leave this bodies numb I don't talk this shit for fun, it back and let it go And 6 shots, from the 3-6 shooters lettin' 'em know,
Picture me, naked face, to kickin' in door 4 niggaz deep, bandannas black calicos So, when we creep, drop I'ma hit you nine times Take nine lives, bump up and hypnotize your mind, blind
You can this, you can believe that And believe I got a baseball bat, and I'm bustin' your head You I'm comin' strong, you believe I'm all grown You believe that nigga I to get it on
You half steppin', I got the Boom, boom, I'm blastin' at your to get you believe that I love to kill, I the thrill And I love to put a nigga body parts in the field,
No no, come, come and get bitch, ain't got no time for no shit Got all my boys, don't make no noise, just throw that trick in the It ain't no way La Chat gon' let it slide, with the shit you done I got my piece for what I do, to you who the fuck number one
I shot that bitch without causes, ain't got no in my heart It ain't no way that I can't handle, keep tone in my jaw This ain't no crap, I the truth, gotta come too thick to get me On one of you hoes, you come, La Chat ain't gone easy
Man a take that lil bit out her pussy for them papers Get the fuck from me, ho because The crew can't stand them Take her, break her, to that funky bitch Talkin' that shit about this man get 10 slugs up in your armpits
Yeah, we can do it take time and do it right You can gimme the chewin', I can fuck you all night Wanna fight your friends see how them bitches gon' start See now that's that of shit that get my muh'fuckin' dick hard
Capital Mack-11's, and 'em full of ammunition sect's, we pull and lock 'em in the expedition No set a got guns equivalent to what we pack Nuclear pistols and fire scorchin' gats
How in the can you handle the, butsa damager Toss that bitch over the banaster, like trash Hollow points into your troops, when I have to shoot Plus, be storin' the cap for you, and trick be absolute
I woke up early Saturday Suddenly your phone was off the charger Thinkin' to myself, man, is it a bitch or cop, or is it them Got MC Mack of in a scheme, I'm for my dividends And pay a livin', neh nigga, bother my Cheese gon' reach the fan
You can catch my in that president thing, on gizold you see me You can joke me, ever rope me, best believe bleed this evenin' Fuck the reason, and the treason, to get dirty nigga better I'll pop it You was for your life, but all I heard was Killa Klan Kaze
Bitches we playin', think this killa shit a joke Don't fuck with HCP and get you ass smoked, ho Comin' some fully auto's, fuck some semi's Hit 'em with some hollow auto's, I despise
Blastin' like some rondo batays, for you Koop with double clicks and duck tape and wicked And I, perferin' keepin' busin' in my time Taught 'em in buried unknown, they wanna reap why
you second thoughts about that business, you then finished right Take you to the vault, it in, all night flight And I'm in a bad mood, make it that Plus, I gotta ease on this nine-milly, willy, nigga I with that
Bitch, nigga, CP nigga HCP, Hypnotize Posse nigga What, what, it's CP HCP,