Now, niggas me, bitches salute me The block me, the hood salute me You should me, they should salute me So fuck who you are, I'm the 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 Escos illin, Swizz illin more can we say? Stop grillin 'Fore you get hit up, up good We'll you in your hood
I'm El Patreno, Nas the God, you lose life Whether on the corner or clubs, I'm dice my cipha, I'll make it at you, slice you Knife you, stab you, you, splat ya
Too many rappers is jealous, who be gassin the Bunch of who never sold a crack in the ghetto Went Nas to The Esco, back to nasty Clappin black heat None of y'all are matchin my level, I'm the
salute 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 general
Niggas salute me, salute me The salute me, the hood salute me You should me, they should salute me So who you are, I'm the motherfuckin general
Nowadays, I'm on some mack But I used to be loyal to tax, The nigga that would soil in jacks Feed 'em with the size of light bulbs Coke so bright, it shine like gold
And the hoes like Joe way before this rap Before the floors and the Rolls to match it a bastard, I sell pussy 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 then why is your wiz on my dick like I'm Ties swollen for no man with plans Sick of this rap shit, why? to Slow Jams
I'm a grown man, the talk of the Niggas think I'm Kev that way I boss the fifth Dogs, you's a bitch, I'm here to bring you a Saying I'm peepin, I'ma bring you a Get the point,
salute 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 general
Niggas me, bitches salute me The block salute me, the salute me You should me, they should salute me So who you are, I'm the motherfuckin general
Cassidy, I get rock like a boat when you go fishin Ayo, listen, I'm the general Tso Shim Shin I'm so sick, you can tell by the expression on my That I'll get in ass like preparation H
The weapon on the waist and I guns off 'Cause if its beef, be on top of it like A-1 sauce Pause, now who the truth? Me, who quick to Me My four-fifth got kick Bruce Lee
See, I'm a true G, than soup be Raw like sushi, you salute me You dudes see, I'll put in an for you let the water boil, cook a quarter to the oil
I had it for sell but fagots 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 hat on your head
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, games ain't a issue now A bitch give you AIDS nowadays if she kiss you now
I got that coke and that on my gristle now We goin to war, you need more than a pistol now They missiles round, you still 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 had a bad wintertime So you know they start to rob And for a mil when its dinnertime
You still spendin time focusin on dumb On the block smokin but you on some bum shit What the You might as well put a suit and tie on in a casket and get ya die on