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