up It's the motherfuckin' corruptor, since I I was a hustler It's a shame, I got to blow out niggaz To make these motherfuckers my game I let 'em hang to the flo', on the snow
And full of kicked on rivals, it's for survival, in the intestines of the 'Cause the game's shitty, and Piggly on the payroll So they can't us and we shine like diamond clusters 'Cause we made motherfuckers
I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin' I go, cold loco lay 'em by the dozen I look at my riders, they say nothing's Why, why, It's the corruptor's execution It's the execution
I be workin' and twerkin' my digital Triple beamer scale a teeter-totter Kind of a see-saw, up and down A and twelve milligrams of some of that
There soft baby powder, equals a they call up the Valley up in the garbage dumpster, "Who's sack is dat?" All the tiffles and I got it back, don't make me do ya I know these streets, the Grayson's know jujitsu
Because I take out my weapon and I start bustin' I go, cold lay 'em down by the dozen I look at my riders, say nothing's confusin' Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's It's the corruptor's
I'm havin' small change with gats and sacks I got to ball with thangs, I let 'em hang It at all strange with game, remain the Savage And cabbage, got to come, if not, for one
I come guns smokin' leave you croakin' in Oakland Without no spoken put the Chevy in drive And ride the block hopin' not to choke up in With the strap, and the in the back, imagine that
Because I out my weapon and I quickly start bustin' I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the I look at my riders, they say confusin' Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's It's the corruptor's
Now, we get the the stash and bash Your brains all this dashboard up the hash, and get you some gas Who'll blast you main in sport
Now, brrr, stick 'em I kick 'em, Bobby you 'em We stole 'em and 'em to death K.S.'ll go left, finger flick 'em, is breathin' They last motherfuckin',
On the real how you about caps get peeled I just baby, deal the talk You the guns and all the law So just hopin' bastards know that we strong
'em quick in the back with the dick then Make sure while they don't throw a trick in Keep eyes on Nich-en 'Cause we stickin' the Bic in, any then
Because I take out my and I quickly start bustin' I go, cold loco lay 'em by the dozen I at my riders, they say nothing's confusin' Why, why, It's the corruptor's execution It's the corruptor's
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start I go, cold lay 'em down by the dozen I look at my riders, say nothing's confusin' Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's It's the execution