[ 1: mc ren ] in the hood lookin at me crazy Tellin niggas like they fuck my old lady fuckin shit every day at 8 o'clock Nigga, start my day off raisin off the I throw the on, with the t-shirt knowin when a nigga might hit the dirt I'm thinkin, how in the can I get high quicker Mix the blunt with some malt liquor These niggas that I love, I don't em, but I stay close to em In I gotta do em We from the same set, but that don't mean no mo' I be premeditatin the .44 (.44) My hoe be tellin a to peel they caps back Cause I know where niggas hide they shit at be on my mind, return a shot call Broke as fuck, it's to get hot, y'all
[ big rocc ] Niggas starvin while you're home with the Niggas killin while you're doin dope Out flossin, throwin 100 $ to set yo ass up for the kill Death of a caller, who can you trust? It be your number 1 nigga that bust A cap, he's the next one to take Smoke him and his bitch in his
[ 2: mc ren ] A nigga's on the curb Hear that come bumpin with the suburb Got my niggas on point, same niggas he be fuckin hoes And rollin up the blunts he wanna get lit Homie, that nigga put the mutahfucka in park? That's the signal, little nigga, pump 3 in his Don't feel shit, cause it's shit, he a bitch Niggas in the hood doin bad while he rich Off this shit we be killin fo' make a move less this muthafucka say so Nigga, that, I'm runnin this shit I'ma look him in his when his punk-ass gettin hit But if you miss, nigga, kill you Cause if he get away, muthafucka, we all through 3 shots, nigga, add 2 And what the fuck you gotta do the shot caller
Man, you we been smokin niggas for this muthafucka This nigga paid us shit, man (I know, dog) up, hold up, hold up, dog Man, the gat, I - damn Hey nigga, you got my money? Nigga, yo money, nigga No nigga, you ( ) Oh shit, oh shit... Damn!
[ verse 3: tha ] These o.g.'s got me twisted like Got me heated and hot, and all I'm is killin ya Peelin ya cap back, like starter, I'm comin to get you off my block, so I pack a full Glock big slugs, and you know I buck no doubs Cause you a nigga steelo, how I did them fools a week ago One passed, I'm hearin you wanna wet us you see ren, rocc, tha chill, you're puttin on the jetters What the these niggas tryin to bust on me? So I'm cockin up the can and ready to make do some gas And do some flippin, and all Cause niggas out here shot call, get they ass And that's the main fact, big payback for you punk Disrespectin the crew, it's that I buck Ass down from comptown, mr. caller Gonna be a fast faller if he a fast talker Fast walker, or yet better be a fast runner Chill on the scope with the cannon, gun ya Dumpin 9 to the gut like "nigga, " This ol' b.g. big baller, fuck the shot caller
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