Back in here, pull it down, know what I'm sayin'?
It's your boy DJ D, showin' up on Tome Out
We, niggas, we beats to Ralph
In here with my boy Chris Ward
We, niggas, we beats to Ralph
We, niggas, we beats to Ralph
We be a list
We, niggas, we beats to Ralph
I'm a nigga to the beat, make the beat collapse
First, first, four balls, make the sheet collapse
Nigga, nigga, ho, ho, and it's nico
They call myself when I enter the booth
And my skin growth, they ain't pull you through
Let them song, I'm running with nigga like juice
Truck a nigga like moose, and I truck him to do
Oh
Boom, if you lose you lose, I refuse to lose, I imbue my toes
Couple hours of school, you took my advantage Got skills to manage, causing massive damage
I'm stuck with it, this mind don't * with it Skills to * a stage up like a truck, hit it
On sight, I'm breaking the mic Jumping this track, I'm taking your life
From city to city, from state to state Heads get shook like the dice we shake
And we hang in the crowd while the mics we break
If you jump on this track, it's another life we take
What's the deal?
We letting it out
And if you push to the limit, we setting it off
And I'm starting to let it all * down soft
Throw money in the soap, and we don't stay on the floor
All styled together forever, we stack grid
With this old nut, 18 wheelers or flat
We got em feeding, my heroin addicts and crackheads
Cause we abuse the mic until we feel the tracks dead
Glad I'm tatted dead from Glocks and Berettas
On these H-Town streets, we high-trade

Glad I'm tatted dead from Glocks and Berettas
On these H-Town streets, we high-trade
Glad I'm tatted dead from Glocks and Berettas
On these H-Town streets, we high-trade
We don't hold beasts, nigga
We got Fella, dah-kah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah
B-B-I-T-C-A-N-I-G-A-H
Bitch nigga, clit nigga, H-H nigga, nigga, to a, to a nigga
Dig your, dig your ditch nigga, if you dare to cross me
The price of your life could really be cost me
Dig your ditch nigga, if you dare to cross me
The price of your life could really be cost me
Dig your ditch nigga, if you dare to cross me
The price of your life could really be cost me
I hit you where your thoughts when I raise my gun at ya
Blades more than one at ya, and lyrics that punish ya
And instead of the city and the state to stay
Head to head, skin to skin, like the dice
Hey, hey, hey, hey, keep the count of the mics we break
Jumbo, jumbo, this track's another life
We lettin' it out
And if you push to the limit, we settin' it out
And I'm out of that pit, all * that I saw
Throw money to sow, and we gon' stay on the fly
This nigga, rock my wife's damn dick
Don't figure, I don't duck, no nigga
This nigga, rock my wife's damn dick
Don't figure, I don't duck, no nigga
This nigga, rock my wife's damn dick
Don't figure, I don't duck, no nigga
Don't figure, I don't duck, no nigga
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.