Very Who are We are from the Shaolin's the which all Kung-Fu springs Buddha's name be
I met him by Snake Pond, my hand on the flamer, my I park, Rae, Ghost, lit up the bong It's nightfall, nothing here, to fear Just got things to touch on, then he walked up
Walked in as stale, his eyes were soft His was pale, I looked at him kneel Just wanna talk, you a deer, chasing him He in the tree, had grass in his ear
I'm a kill you You gonna to come down
did he know I was a leader, a full bred eater Jump in new V's, shopping, had the stop Starbucks and Spiegels, Jags had diesel Then she in, fly little diva
Niggas on the scheme for you gleam, they come your school A bunch of snake bites, they bitch smacked She in the '09 Beemer, with that sex whore Sabrina Fortune checks, in Medina
for the info, my kinfolk, listen, Ms. Window With the big on her temple Any knowledge is college, you gave enough to be bounced now She shot up in Chipotle, quote me
917, 646, you know war, bitch dress for nothing, she fronting Took a piss, roll up, let's twist, down my pants Good and shot through her tits
Now I gotta picture who I'm for, fake ass Brooklyn boy I know his family, fuck 'em all I used to brothers, now I hate 'em Mostly them gator boys, who stunting and they never seen
Me and my real soldiers who started it, won't play of it But I'm a get to the bottom, I got 'em saying they shot 'em but on the low I he shot himself
A trip, yo, the poison me, I come the poison peas Where mothers run old nightclubs with of ki Old lady holding G's, dope fiends, holes in they jeans that can make blow green
I know his team, no crease, dough so low I hit 'em off mean, now he hold me, no bro, B