Hug your right hand, jumped off the plane, kissed the man A act, curly hair, chubby, fly mustache nigga Money was long and plush hat, shit cost 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' their I'm ill, damn, one of business man's I just seen 'em 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 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' their I'm ill, damn, one of those business I just seen 'em murk a nigga, but he jerked him at the time fam
One of Columbian's who got money One of those might try to get up on me Yo, damn, I to eat and I'm a man I'm a stand up, nigga, handle when I'm makin' my plan
Pop, I'll two hundred bricks, hit me One helicopter had the super bungalow the van All ill technology to watch if I ran, he only me Woody sixty eight other black mans
Now, if Pa-Blow would've it gangsta None of this shit would've happened
Now the DEA was on his ass Slick saucony's on, big homey takin' a or somethin' Handsome big niggas him Surroundin' him big glasses on, drinkin' on lances, fam
them niggas fastin' 'Cuz when he fed niggas after that, and grass Had made backs, eight labs, his 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 at me, "Huh, exactly, chef go after big bitches"
Frozen burner henchman, flash the great lookin' on me Rhinestones, no, them is dime stones a million dollar pound, bust something, don't trust nothin' I'm in shock, starin' it
Now, here's where this shit crazy
The killas increase, he fell, but a little bit The Mediene would fail, Diego his horse, with George Young Yo, argue over large sales, hittin' Cuba with lumps, yeah Call niggas drug barons
Eighty billion workers sniff, gettin' ownin' Miami Yo, flips got bigger, makin' trails Set it out of nowhere when coppin' a jail, I'm fresh veal Pa-Blow, the nigga involved
The arsenal will have sixty hundred murders Livin' in apartments, wild he flight a Bianca two hundred niggas down but two men houndin' him The fuckin' cockroaches posin' the on six million dollars
We're eatin' enchilada, goat pasta we was drippin' it with more salsa And then they rushed in, found him on the Dead in his boxers, but it him
Story to be continued,