[Vere 1: Motherf'ers rhyme no more 'bout slime no more That five pure cause I'm so raw Drip rocks till I climb no more Became a hot boy the 504 of the p and the pies go forth Damn near free, I need a five, four more What you see you tell me in like the first scene in Belly Like let 'em in though, Timbs, leather trench coat Mac 10, let the clip go, [?] where I send those happened? Niggas been broke [?] send you a napkin with kids toked Bluh, bluh, blood They jumped this caddy, came back with everywhere Trunk of the Crown Vic, drugs heavy there You thought it was '96, Jesus head heavy Now I'm rich like ''look, boy I'm them'' Trying to play fantasy football with Hov and Pick another check, shit, I more than both of 'em my little bro, I look forward to growthing 'em Yeah, now I copped another watch I just drove up the lot another drop My stop 95th then hit the butterspot The feds got me on shit that could get my hot
2: Lantana] Military matter, on a mission, baby, I put myself in position, man, it's a tradition My pops blood in every I got So two I can never do is change and stop They don't understand the or the brain I got They there when them people came and changed them locks ever That's why [?] don't kill [?] and these niggas still slow You still slow for real though, what you for? Ain't trying to hear till a bullet hit his earlobe Can you me now, we rising I got and I should've wore an [?] for my people and I'mma die for my people I'd go to jail for my people, hope I get from my people I'd hell for my people, shoot it out with the devil head back to Cincinnati, told 'em I'm about whatever This for my people, how Who don't easy, that autotune Listen, I got you, I'mma keep it Ratchet on me, ain't got no homies, just my people, People, people, my the Corleone Wow, let off the 40 Ride that I'm with people gon have to see you, it's evil
3: Oun P] Money is the motive, got my on it Come with triggers, see that floor, I put mind on it See this here, I grind on it 99% of niggas waste lines, over here got on it I switch grinds, I'm to get it every way Til I'm eating like it's Thanksgiving day Stay a serious face cause I don't ever play Bad karma back in the days cause I ever pray I ain't with the trickery, t be trying to get at us you til my hands turn roast and grabbing a cactus No lights in the crib, red light on the Eight balls on the block, but the was only jackets Before there was 3 of us on the mattress Now 3 of us fucking the same actress everything, I'm fucking the game backwards Put more green in the air than St.Patrick's I'm rapping, first of all I'm doing so my moms ain't gotta work no more Music take away the pain, it don't no more Was looking for wealth, but I ain't gotta no more The loyalty, where the is that these days? friends is getting each other clapped these days These young niggas really don't how to act these days It was better when I was younger in my days Go outside, hoop a little, you know, flirt with the Go now I see somebody squirting the 40 Pen and a pad, I'm the story All you see is what a lot of niggas showing So when the started a lot of niggas ain't going Now I listen to rap, a lot of niggas ain't flowing doing it for a while, now it's time to bring dough in Humble, I don't brag or in these streets But these white phones be like coke on my feet I ain't get it distributing that coke on the streets Got from putting cooked coke on the beat ...
4: Ransom] Niggas I don't show gratitude Look at this shoes, you can tell [?] Street prophecies told by the resurrection of Every I'm blessing properly, manifesting philosophy Ghetto monopoly, how .. on that property Deep as them fossils be under the geography Got a lot to kin, no me, whoever is on top of me popped with three bullets, it's hollow, G I'm a to the rap minority, perfect harmony Paper like a lobotomy, the lurking aside of me The ghetto doing robberies cause of [?] [?] part of me like the major arteries me this day wonder where my father be Pardon me, this is hard to me, life is a Played it to [?] pornography It ain't to see like photography sodomy, [?] Got a to kill like Sean Connery Street corner pharmacy harming fake thugs wearing army fatigue