Jim Jones, what it here, homie? Killa Cam, Freekz Zeeky, Juelz, what's happ'nin? Hey, T.I.P., nigga I'm up in Harlem to put it down wit my muthafuckin' folks Dipset, bitch, a town to muthafuckin' NY, nigga You already know what it is, Bankhead C-Rod, Grand Hustle, Diplomats You don't like it? Kill ya''self nigga, let's go Late night, straight white fa' ya' base pipe No mo' quarter O, get ya' weight right Crack rock, black glock kept it waist height It hit ya'' mug you don't imagine what ya' face like 'American Pie', I'm tellin' you guys You want beef wit us, well who the fucks preparin' you guys? We sparin' you guys, get buried alive What you rushin' fa'? Act like you in a hurry to die Some I let 'em fly 'fore I let that ride I paralize ya' like Superman's horseback ride, nigga Walk up on ya' car an' scorch dat ride Flat tires, glass shattered wit a corpse inside A town break down straight pounds of dro' Still deal if you want 10 birds or mo' Pimp Squad, Dipset, I know ya' heard before If we called you a bitch, you deserved it, hoe I cop bricks of the crack an' take it to my block Strip or my trap, my block strip is so trapped Cops quick wit a strap, an' you'll be scared shitless How they where the big fifth an' load up flares an' biscuits I'll take ya' bitch from you, bring her back wit smeared lipstick You can compare ballistics, but it's mere physics I'm two threes on drops, I used to play hoopties on blocks Plottin' man like who he gon' pop In this tragic city, now I'm Bankheadin' 4 tens headin' down in A.T.L.'s Magic City Yes, the stash is pretty an' the mag hold 50 We take ova towns, then send the Rovers 'round Lookin' fa' hoes to pound, ya' local hoochie spot Lookin' fa' hoochies hot to get they coochie popped I love the titty bars, I love my niggaz, pa Dipset, Pimp Squad, yo, let's get it, pa Yeah, already trill niggaz in this bitch U.G.K., know what I'm sayin', that's off top, fool You already know, wreck it boyz, go down like that What up Jones? Dipset, nigga Bitch my Cadillac is candy an' my pistol is pearl My best friend is a pimp an' his bottom bitch is ya' girl I got them '84s that clank, the big diamonds that blank Plus them hoes that pop pills, smoke kill an' sip drank Fuck what ya' think, I'm tryin' to tell you how life is, give it an' take it My lil' brotha in the pen, where niggaz shiv'rin' an' shakin' We got a million dollar team, wit one gone So I'm takin' my 500 to flip in the game To have somethin' for 'em when he come home My two older brothers locked up, both of 'em smokin' Principal's gon' be fucked up, man My lil' nieces an' nephew heartbroken Seein' Daddy in a cage at that age, it fuck ya' mind up So at this stage in the game, I gots to really get my grind up So you gon' see me in yo' city doin' a verse or a show Or maybe even servin' one o' these niggaz A couple of dem thangs on the low I'm Dipset affiliated, so you can hate it or love it But it you keep pushin' ya' luck, bitch, my middle fingers' gon' shove it Know what I'm sayin' © SALLY RUTH ESTHER PUBLISHING; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com