Now, niggas salute me, bitches me The block salute me, the salute me You should salute me, should salute me So who you are, I'm the motherfuckin general
Niggas salute me, bitches me The block me, the hood salute me You should me, they should salute me So who you are, I'm the motherfuckin general
Yo illin, Swizz Beatz illin more can we say? Stop grillin 'Fore you get hit up, up good murk you in your hood
I'm El Patreno, Nas the God, you your life on the corner or clubs, I'm shootin dice Break my cipha, I'll make it at you, you Knife you, stab you, shank you, ya
Too many rappers is jealous, who be gassin the Bunch of actors who never sold a in the ghetto from Nas to The Esco, back to nasty Clappin that black None of y'all are matchin my level, I'm the
Niggas me, bitches salute me The block salute me, the salute me You should salute me, they salute me So fuck who you are, I'm the motherfuckin
Niggas salute me, bitches me The block salute me, the hood me You should salute me, they should me So fuck who you are, I'm the general
Nowadays, I'm on some mack But I used to be loyal to tax, The nigga would soil in your jacks Feed 'em with trays the of light bulbs Coke so bright, it shine like white
And the hoes like Joe way this rap shit the Versace floors and the Rolls to match it Joe's a bastard, I sell for cheap Make my bitch walk the strip with no on her feet
Don't front for me, you is not ballin If you is why is your wiz on my dick like I'm Jordan? swollen for no man with bold plans Sick of this rap shit, why? to Slow Jams
I'm a grown man, the talk of the Niggas I'm Kev Childs that way I boss the fifth Dogs, you's a bitch, I'm to bring you a muzzle Saying I'm peepin, I'ma you a muzzle Get the point,
Niggas me, bitches salute me The block salute me, the hood me You should salute me, should salute me So who you are, I'm the motherfuckin general
Niggas salute me, bitches me The block salute me, the hood me You should salute me, they salute me So fuck who you are, I'm the general
It's Cassidy, I get rock like a when you go fishin Ayo, listen, I'm the general Tso Shim Shin I'm so sick, you can tell by the on my face That get in that ass like preparation H
The weapon on the waist and I spray off 'Cause if its beef, be on top of it like A-1 sauce Pause, now who the truth? Me, who to shoot? Me My four-fifth got kick Bruce Lee
See, I'm a true G, hotter soup be Raw like sushi, you gotta me You see, I'll put in an order for you I'll let the boil, cook a quarter to the oil
I had it for sell but y'all would tell Go to jail and singin like Patti LaBelle I ain't gon in a cell, you rat and you did Fuck a vest, put a bulletproof hat on your
When I'm the lead, I'll murder a nigga And if he say he not the feds, then I'm servin the I'm thirsty for the change, playin ain't a issue now A would give you AIDS nowadays if she kiss you now
I got that coke and that haze on my now We goin to war, you gonna need more than a now They throwin missiles round, you tryin to get a nine? Uh, it's the last days, end of
The terrorists planes, sendin bombs to the Pentagon off the hook like intercoms We just had a bad So you they gonna start to rob And steal for a mil its dinnertime
You still time focusin on dumb shit On the block smokin but you on some bum shit What the You might as well put a suit and tie on Jump in a and get ya die on