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