I dont know what the fuck I doin But this they want Id like to a R.I.P. in advance For all my enemies, die quick
outta Southside Crazy muthafucka Bank-o Crack rap, million bankroll Lac for my outta state hoe
These niggas talk but really aint tho, no stormy night, you a rainbow Imma G, tight clothes my thang bro Fuck the police an HIV carrier
No in the M-16 I'm ridin dirty but the Bent pimp And body like I feed it creatine My birth stones a diamond, my color's green I lean and piss Louis the XIII
Yeah, yall shot my momma crib up My sister, my niece in Im getting yall niggas hit for 500 Ima be in London
My name is Yayo a crazy dont play tho I hitcha planters wit' the .80 Al Qaeda, expert When all my niggas die gon have 80 virgins
Im the 'Burb swervin cause Im drunk and Im Wit that glock and that mac and .45 Fuck the they killed Sean Bell Fuck the I still deal fishscale
Mini me, niggas wanna copy my But nigga lame aint good for trial Pull up to the projects and throw the 100's Drop top Phantom got him sick in his
These is weak, son Lookin like n Cream to me Bad day, Ima fly a man in a These know any nigga can get it
Nigga this is but you can call me 50 Fuck with me, the policell to get me 760 I, I Im a rider, Molotov Ill toss that, youre on fire Beef pop, Ill stop talkin n get And make a on the Tech look like its on fire
My shit jammed and unjammed like I it Like I was takin a breather, Im back blamin Im Bronson, Dirty Harry wit the cannon You shootin back but you aint shit, Im still standing When shit dont go down I dont panic pistol, switch hands, switch targets hit ya man
Yea, Im straight outta Southside Im back on dat shit, dat cold hearted killa shit Nigga stunt witcha mouth wide we move around We trained for some iller shit, muthafucka