I dont know what the I been doin But this what want Id like to give a R.I.P. in For all my enemies, die quick
Straight Southside muthafucka named Bank-o Crack rap, million dollar Black Lac for my state hoe
These talk gangsta but really aint tho, no Imma stormy night, you a Imma G, tight aint my thang bro Fuck the with an HIV carrier
No Vaseline in the I'm dirty but the Bent pimp clean And gotta like I feed it creatine My birth stones a diamond, my color's green I smoke lean and Louis the XIII
Yeah, yall shot my momma crib up My sister, my niece in Im getting niggas hit for 500 dollars Ima be in muthafucka
My name is Yayo a crazy nigga play tho I hitcha planters peanut the .80 Al Qaeda, merkin When all my niggas die gon have 80 virgins
Im the 'Burb cause Im drunk and Im high Wit that glock and that mac and .45 Fuck the police killed Sean Bell Fuck the feds I still deal
Mini me, wanna copy my style But nigga lame aint good for trial Pull up to the projects and throw the 100's Drop top Phantom got him in his stomach
These is weak, son Lookin like n Cream to me Bad day, Ima fly a man in a These niggas any nigga can get it
Nigga this is Boo-Boo but you can me 50 Fuck with me, the policell to get me 760 I, I ride Im a rider, Molotov Ill toss that, on fire Beef pop, Ill talkin n get quiet And a muzzle on the Tech look like its on fire
My shit jammed and like I planned it I was just takin a breather, Im back blamin Im Charles Bronson, Dirty Harry wit the You shootin back but you aint hittin shit, Im standing When dont go down smooth I dont panic Switch pistol, switch hands, targets hit ya man
Yea, nigga Im outta Southside Im back on dat gorilla shit, dat cold killa shit stunt witcha mouth wide we move around militant We trained for iller shit, muthafucka Southside