Hug right hand, jumped off the plane, kissed the white man A act, curly hair, chubby, fly mustache nigga was long and plush hat, shit cost nine thousand Picture me up in the housing, much crack
Cat look at me, I'm real, on the field For real, I shot niggas, shakin' hands I'm ill, damn, one of those business I just seen 'em murk a nigga, but he jerked him at the time fam (Oh shit)
Hug your hand, jumped off the plane, kissed the white man A steady act, curly hair, chubby, fly nigga Money was long and plush hat, shit nine thousand Picture me up in the housing, serving crack
Cat at me, I'm real, lobbin' on the field For real, I shot niggas, their hands I'm ill, damn, one of business man's I just 'em murk a nigga, but he jerked him at the same time fam
One of Columbian's who got money One of niggas might try to get up on me Yo, damn, I to eat and I'm a man I'm a stand up, nigga, I'mma when I'm makin' my plan
Pop, I'll two hundred bricks, hit me One helicopter had the bungalow with the van All ill technology to if I ran, he only gave me Woody gave sixty eight other black
Now, if would've kept it gangsta of this shit would've never happened
Now the DEA was on his ass Slick saucony's on, big takin' a blast or somethin' big niggas around him Surroundin' him big glasses on, drinkin' on lances, fam
Most niggas fastin' 'Cuz when he fed niggas that, pussy and grass Had backs, eight labs, his date was miss Massachusetts, cap eatin' fruit, in his ass
You fuck with the cartel, you barked at it Jabbed her and shot her in the back, I stand the bird Word to furs, I big wiz He looked at me, "Huh, exactly, chef go big bitches"
Frozen burner henchman, flash the lookin' nine on me Rhinestones, no, them shits is stones Hold a dollar pound, bust something, don't trust nothin' I'm in shock, it down
Now, here's where shit gets crazy
The increase, he fell, but maybe a little bit The Mediene Cartel would fail, Diego his horse, with Young Yo, will argue over large sales, hittin' Cuba with lumps, Call them drug barons
billion workers sniff, gettin' lift ownin' Miami Yo, flips got bigger, makin' more Set it out of nowhere when coppin' a jail, I'm eatin' fresh Pa-Blow, the nigga involved
The will have sixty three hundred murders Livin' in apartments, he violated flight a Bianca Took two hundred niggas down but two men him The fuckin' cockroaches posin' the on six dollars sofa
We're enchilada, goat cheese pasta we was drippin' it with more salsa And then they in, found him on the roof Dead in his boxers, but it him
to be continued, mothafucka