up It's the corruptor, since I came I was a hustler a shame, I got to blow out niggaz brains 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 Wiggly on the payroll So they can't bust us and we shine like clusters we some made motherfuckers
Because I take out my weapon and I start bustin' I go, cold 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
I be and twerkin' my portable digital Triple beamer like a teeter-totter Kind of like a see-saw, up and A hundred and milligrams of some of that
There soft white powder, equals a they call up the Valley Heat up in the dumpster, "Who's sack is dat?" All the and po'po' 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, 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 corruptor's
I'm havin' small change gats and hundred sacks I got to ball main thangs, I let 'em hang It at all strange with game, remain the Savage And cabbage, got to come, if not, for one
I with guns smokin' leave you croakin' in Oakland no words spoken put the Chevy in drive And ride the hopin' not to choke up in back With the strap, and the kick in the back, imagine
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 execution It's the execution
Now, we get the cash the and bash Your brains all over this Give up the hash, and get you gas Who'll blast you main in man's
Now, brrr, stick 'em I 'em, Bobby 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 real how you 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 quick in the back with the dick Make sure while they don't know a trick in Keep yours eyes on we stickin' the Bic in, any sick then
Because I take out my and I quickly start bustin' I go, cold loco lay 'em by the dozen I look at my riders, they say confusin' Why, why, It's the corruptor's execution It's the execution
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly 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 corruptor's