up It's the corruptor, since I came I was a hustler It's a shame, I got to blow out niggaz To make these motherfuckers peep my 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 bust us and we shine like diamond clusters we some made motherfuckers
Because I out my weapon and I quickly 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 execution the corruptor's execution
I be workin' and my portable digital Triple beamer like a teeter-totter Kind of a see-saw, up and down A hundred and twelve of some of that
There soft white baby powder, equals a they call up the 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, like the Grayson's jujitsu
Because I take out my weapon and I start 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'm havin' small change gats and hundred sacks I got to main with 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 guns leave you croakin' in Oakland no words spoken put the Chevy in drive And ride the block not to choke up in back the strap, and the kick in the back, imagine that
Because I out my weapon 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? It's the corruptor's It's the execution
Now, we get the the stash and bash Your all over this dashboard Give up the hash, and get you gas blast you main 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 'em, bitches is breathin' last motherfuckin', breath
On the real how you feel caps get peeled I baby, deal with the talk You the guns and all the law So just these bastards know that we strong
Fuckin 'em quick in the back with the then Make sure while they don't know a trick in Keep yours on Nich-en 'Cause we stickin' the Bic in, any sick
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, It's the corruptor's 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 at my riders, they say nothing's confusin' Why, why, why? the corruptor's execution the corruptor's execution