Crack that open Vision of break faces, money lay in the boats Got big rifles, play the hood, ride Benz Y'all mens are psycho, hill 'ciples
More fly generics, money moves, forget it We got this since nineteen-seven So many rods and weapons, ain't no more Take the shit back, faggot, we that
Meet the real, we lock the real, me lock the Pop off, pull out, them bills I run with all real killas, all for Nikes on, awesome
more then kill 'em, front war, reveal 'em I want him stretched out, listen, he lost the All fly gangstas, bankers, hundred wit' us We ex-dust niggas, don't even touch my
Fuck around, get shanked, stabbed, shot and Ya' yolked and he blast-es you in the faint All my niggas get paint, yo what's my Lexus diamond, ice inc
Uh, yeah, once again in the motherfuckin' Fix yo' motherfuckin' face, Yeah, you know how we gets Me and mixo, we so, we so tight
Lex sound, and uh I bees the high chief, Jamel Straight from Medina And uh yo yeah, yeah, huh
They started jammin' in the park, after dark Two and their DJ scratchin' Words to have an attraction when they rhymin' Hip hop caused the guns to start
risin' Drape a nigga up with the ratchet, talkin' Caught him on the 'nard, bomb a G hard rocks the promenade, I'm God
And he show and provin', knowledge how he Smift as the wisdom, move my gate in a drunken state I wrote this degree, ya eyes in the light so you could see Never fall victim, dictate the leave the bake for the snake If he take I take his head without question In the one to fourteen the justice lesson, now uh
Uh the pineapple daquiri fuckin' up ya mindstate Ya heard? Spread the word, yo
I'm where it's real, niggas peal ya' orange We want bricks that we could build apartments I, in the field of marksmen The bad wit' me ain't Will or Martin
Feel what I'm droppin', I the ill doctrine Spot him deep in the killah poppin' Two feet dug in the dirt, up in the Spectator on the sideline the work
And my team ya' average, cream we handle it Fiends seekin' packages, and banana clips Festo, if you wit' me, let's go, the nymphos me, X O, X O
Boy listen hard, think twice you get involved We hold the weight cons in the prison yard They call the riot squad, we live and in Y'all get reminded with scars the pineapple, rebel I natural Fine wine hundred proof, spittin' mine at you,