Nigga get outta line, and we gon em up wit one of mine, and we gon draw blood Nigga tryin to shine, and we gon em up Tryin to rep his side, and we gon em up
I'm ready, when you If ready, well, nigga we ready I'm ready, if you yall ready, nigga we ready
A, who, I got a tag on my they wanna kill me A couple tones and I kick dem niggas me Dem niggas scared of me, don't wanna see my crew They talkin in code, he sayin what they do
I let dem killas loose, try me finish you Fuck it, won't you say it den, mothafucka me den Where da hell Zone 3, there go Big Gee Homegrown red dirt, watch on head
Why tried us, I had unside us Find on da side, half em tied up Task folks tried us, up 9 up Masked up, up, ass up partner
Give a a couple grand, have ya ass a wonderland Walkin dat holy ghost, bushin up da motha land Ya already know my name, hood they me Big Gee Wit panicles on bicycles, on on Zone 3
Nigga get outta line, and we gon em up wit one of mine, and we gon draw blood Nigga to shine, and we gon show em up to rep his side, and we gon throw em up
I'm ready, you ready If yall ready, well, we ready I'm ready, if you yall ready, nigga we ready
I got a appetite, call me Starvin Marvin I trap all night, at da Starvin Marvin Chop scarred, not by far ho Da chopper spell my name out in yo Monte
you keep it cool, keep it on da up and up Get yo front on da scope, and yo chest gone up I leave ya shirt wet, like N' Slide Fuck wit real niggas like Mr. 65
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, ya had a one And hommie look what you dun Now ya talking while ya runnin to ya car Before ya pop ya trunk, have to pull ya card
At the Amoco, over on Boulevard Somebody call the cause I'm finna catch a charge You tried to hard, its concrete from Jump Street Now you slumped on you front seats somewhere on Front
Nigga get outta line, and we gon em up Fuck wit one of mine, and we gon draw Nigga to shine, and we gon show em up Tryin to rep his side, and we gon em up
I'm ready, when you If yall ready, well, nigga we I'm ready, if you When yall ready, we ready
I'm robbin everything, through ya trap house nigga move, turn into da slaughterhouse Dats a lot of beef, you shouldn't run ya I got killas on da West dat'll make you walk it out
Snap ya pussy, nigga, make you lean back Big in da car couldn't clean dat through da CB, I'm tryin to get some feedback Hit da house, where da dope and da weed at
Monkey niggas in da game, yall I'm Gorilla, civil pentane 45 spifin with some John Wayne If a wizard went and pissin, man, they find a thang, no
I don't a dam about you rappas feelin's Ain't feedin' me but junior hoes ain't weed If you want it you can get it' man, in you get to squealin Dis is Boyz N Da Hood, in da Chevy and we dealin
Nigga get line, and we gon fuck em up Fuck wit one of mine, and we gon draw Nigga to shine, and we gon show em up to rep his side, and we gon throw em up
I'm ready, when you If ready, well, nigga we ready I'm ready, if you yall ready, nigga we ready