I got more and tecks than you Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' around 'em I got more glocks and than you Still bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
I thought I you to trust, nobody but us Now the gats bust Malicious black viper There's be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk I know you hear me, talk
Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to They me creepin', deep in the hood peepin' Larce was sneakin', took me off my feet-in But fucked up because my still beatin' I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies
Psychopath, the days of wrath the conflict, I'mma lick who did it And who da fuck was wit' it till dead covered blood red Pumpin' lead till them bastards got no head The raw deal, bad era to terror You could pray all day but still gone die
I got more glocks and than you Still seein' bodies da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em I got more and tecks than you Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' around 'em
I got more glocks and than you seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em I got glocks and tecks than you Still seein' wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
When I come, I'm right Fuck tip in the night I up in broad daylight too crudoo for you Nigga Deja Vu When I'm my gat at you
time ta make it happen Fuck the I'mma, step the fuck up and clappin' Double Two fo' fo', we for satisfaction Clickin' off
All robberies we breezed Backed DTs the murder disease Thou shall die when I you And lick you in eye Nigga, try
Our whole life, and Centered in Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them thugs Engraved, with the mark of the The shots I released increased For dey head
I got more glocks and tecks you Still seein' wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em I got more and tecks than you Still seein' wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
I got glocks and tecks than you Still bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em I got glocks and tecks than you Still seein' wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
the death penalty Don't need Helpin' me but the half of snake and me Us two combined, ta lick M.A.F.I.A. clique Now who goes the against it
got drama I'ma his baby first And then his momma, ain't no for bitchin' police and snitchin' You by the gun, you die by the gun Don't do this shit for real, why do the shit for fun?
Try ta my blood, can't let it slide Family pride grisly homicide Blunted, lame niggaz get Autopsy he felt the black rhinos Fuckin' pro, I hit, I don't miss Niggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, it
I showed you rugged put you fools in ta put in work But gettin ya fuckin' self hurt
I got more glocks and tecks you Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' around 'em I got more glocks and than you Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' around 'em
I got glocks and tecks than you Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' around 'em I got more glocks and tecks you seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
For my niggaz, Nino Brown, Ceaser B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Del Vek Lil' Kim,