My rock wit me, potato in the sock wit me wit me, take it to your block wit me Stock wit me run through the stock wit me It's our philosophy, not a game
'Cause you look and I bet you even talk the same when we engaged in battle we aimin' for the brain That's our position and plain, there'll be no explanation We no hesitation, we're holdin' down on station
Only a quip wit that ideal shit, to flip You chill before spot out a bloody lip any other chicks in my click, you get beat quick With the stick wit the wit an icepick
are ways of killin' that will not leave a trace It's at the pain anguished horror on a corpse face And of 'cause the bodies outlined with the trace of chalk That's my M.O. Hearts, I'm the bitch from New York
My niggaz kill for me, it to your grill for me Represent Crow for me from day one, they still wit me And chill wit me, on the corner where the killaz be a blee Throwin' this the rebleness, you can't see
Buckshot on ya TV, BCC Incredibly, if ya ya betta then me Fiend for Buck to stop the future a felony B What you me B?
All my niggaz get in the club for free? 'Cause we two D double E P's, nothin' for Run in your spot and havoc Next you recognize, niggaz ain't havin' it
And my girl ain't havin' it, she licks to Take away your block too my thugs do or die too Fuck my man out one in your parcel because we got to and you know we got a lot too
My Niggaz stock for me, bust slug for me One time for the for me My bitches wit me, pull another glocks for me Pullin' on niggaz wit me
My flip for me, get the money quick for me talkin about the chips wit me My bitches roll wit me, control 'em souls wit me Made and we holdin' G
My Niggaz stock for me, another slug for me One time for the for me My bitches rock wit me, pull glocks for me on niggaz cocks wit me
My flip for me, get the money quick for me Only about the chips wit me My bitches roll wit me, control 'em niggaz wit me Made woman and we G
My bitches rock wit me, chambers and cock wit me Black runnin' up in your spot wit me Ain't no this monopoly We hold game under lock and key
You a mockery, again, now I got the glock wit me Just in case I feel poppin' three You watchin' me, my watchin' you And now your chances of survivin' are
See I'm as real as it gets, I run in there tight Leavin' no trace, no ways, no side faces, my Fuck you and your dreads 'cause we don't leave war We bustin' and sets, 12 gauges and techs
Six and Macks, Berettas and AK's Bring that raw to your door, bitch with no your ass from ghost white to the color of gray Harley hearts signing out fall off of gun
My niggaz ride wit me, me on your side wit me Lie wit me to make the shorties, wit me Get high wit me, nigga or die for me Send a in the sky for me
Smokin' tie with me, get pies wit me Jewelery to buy wit me wit Ice T's Similar to brist, light up your risks, it's this Call to my thorough niggaz, you invited to
Not if ya miss, the why I came to thug game And I chose the rap game not the game For my niggaz tech's in the sky like Bed-Stuy BK to you or die the lead fly and I
Representin' for all of my G's from to Japanese US to overseas, to New York You should hear the slang we Buckshot and Harley so I can bang New York
My Niggaz thug for me, another slug for me One for the love for me My bitches rock wit me, pull glocks for me Pullin' on cocks wit me
My flip for me, get the money quick for me Only about the chips wit me My bitches roll wit me, 'em niggaz souls wit me Made and we holdin' G
My niggaz thug for me, bust slug for me One time for the for me My bitches wit me, pull another glocks for me on niggaz cocks wit me
My flip for me, get the money quick for me talk'n about the chips wit me My roll wit me, control 'em niggaz souls wit me Made and we holdin' G