I dont know the fuck I been doin But what they want Id like to a R.I.P. in advance For all my enemies, die quick
Straight Southside Crazy muthafucka named rap, million dollar bankroll Black Lac for my state hoe
These talk gangsta but really aint tho, no Imma stormy night, you a G, tight clothes aint my thang bro Fuck the police with an HIV
No in the M-16 I'm ridin but the Bent pimp clean And gotta like I feed it creatine My stones a diamond, my favorite color's green I smoke lean and piss the XIII
Yeah, yall muthafucka my momma crib up My sister, my in there Im getting yall niggas hit for 500 Ima be in London
My name is Yayo a crazy nigga dont tho I hitcha peanut wit' the .80 Al Qaeda, merkin When all my niggas die gon have 80 virgins
Im the 'Burb swervin Im drunk and Im high Wit that glock and that mac and .45 Fuck the they killed Sean Bell Fuck the feds I deal fishscale
me, niggas wanna copy my style But nigga lame lawyers aint for trial up to the projects and throw the kids 100's Drop top Phantom got him in his stomach
niggas is weak, son Lookin like Cookies n to me Bad day, Ima fly a man in a niggas know any nigga can get it
Nigga this is but you can call me 50 Fuck me, the policell have to get me 760 I, I ride Im a rider, Ill toss that, youre on fire Beef pop, Ill stop talkin n get And make a muzzle on the Tech look its on fire
My jammed and unjammed like I planned it Like I was just a breather, Im back blamin Im Charles Bronson, Dirty Harry wit the You shootin back but you hittin shit, Im still standing When shit dont go smooth I dont panic Switch pistol, switch hands, switch hit ya man
Yea, nigga Im outta Southside Im back on dat shit, dat cold hearted killa shit Nigga witcha mouth wide we move around militant We trained for some iller shit, Southside