up It's the motherfuckin' corruptor, since I I was a hustler a shame, I got to blow out niggaz brains To these motherfuckers peep my game I let 'em hang to the flo', snot on the
And full of on rivals, it's for survival, in the intestines of the city 'Cause the game's shitty, and Wiggly on the payroll So they can't bust us and we shine like diamond 'Cause we made motherfuckers
Because I take out my and I quickly start bustin' I go, cold lay 'em down by the dozen I at my riders, they say nothing's confusin' Why, why, why? the corruptor's execution It's the corruptor's
I be workin' and my portable digital Triple scale like a teeter-totter of like a see-saw, up and down A hundred and twelve milligrams of of that
soft white baby powder, equals a they call up the Valley Heat up in the 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 out my weapon and I quickly start bustin' I go, loco lay 'em down by the dozen I look at my riders, they say nothing's Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's It's the execution
I'm havin' small with gats and hundred sacks I got to ball with thangs, I let 'em hang It ain't at all with game, remain the Savage And cabbage, got to come, if not, for one
I come with guns smokin' leave you in Oakland Without no spoken put the Chevy in drive And ride the block hopin' not to up in back With the strap, and the kick in the back, imagine
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, why? It's the corruptor's It's the execution
Now, we get the cash the stash and Your brains all over this up the hash, and get you some gas Who'll blast you in man's sport
Now, brrr, stick 'em I kick 'em, you lick 'em We 'em and brick 'em to death K.S.'ll go left, finger flick 'em, bitches is They last motherfuckin',
On the how you feel about caps get peeled I just baby, deal with the You the guns and all the law So just hopin' these bastards know we strong
Fuckin 'em quick in the with the dick then Make sure while they know throw a trick in Keep yours eyes on 'Cause we the Bic in, any sick then
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly 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 corruptor's It's the execution
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly bustin' I go, loco lay 'em down by the dozen I look at my riders, they say confusin' Why, why, why? It's the execution It's the execution