up It's the corruptor, since I came I was a hustler a shame, I got to blow out niggaz brains To make motherfuckers peep my game I let 'em hang to the flo', snot on the
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 bust us and we shine diamond clusters 'Cause we some made
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly bustin' I go, cold loco lay 'em by the dozen I look at my riders, they say nothing's Why, why, why? It's the execution It's the execution
I be workin' and my portable digital beamer scale like a teeter-totter Kind of like a see-saw, up and A hundred and milligrams of some of that
There soft baby powder, equals a they call up the Valley Heat up in the garbage dumpster, "Who's 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 quickly bustin' I go, loco lay 'em down by the dozen I look at my riders, say nothing's confusin' Why, why, why? It's the execution It's the execution
I'm small change with gats and hundred sacks I got to ball main thangs, I let 'em hang It ain't at all strange with game, remain the And cabbage, got to come, if not, for one
I come with smokin' leave you croakin' in Oakland Without no words spoken put the in drive And ride the block hopin' not to up in back the strap, and the kick in the back, imagine that
Because I take out my and I quickly start bustin' I go, cold loco lay 'em by the dozen I look at my riders, say nothing's confusin' Why, why, why? It's the execution It's the execution
Now, we get the the stash and bash Your brains all over this up the hash, and get you some gas Who'll blast you main in sport
Now, brrr, stick 'em I kick 'em, you lick 'em We stole 'em and brick 'em to K.S.'ll go left, finger flick 'em, is breathin' They motherfuckin', breath
On the how you feel about caps get peeled I just baby, deal with the You the guns and all the law So just these bastards know that we strong
Fuckin 'em in the back with the dick then Make sure while they don't know throw a in yours eyes on Nich-en 'Cause we the Bic in, any sick then
I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin' I go, cold lay 'em down by the dozen I look at my riders, they say nothing's Why, why, why? It's the execution It's the corruptor's
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start I go, cold loco lay 'em by the dozen I look at my riders, they say nothing's Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's It's the execution