Breaking my bones, sagged down
It's representing age time
My homies are always down
Whenever I'm rolling round
I keep my head on my strap
I better blow back your neck
I * you up oh so quick
And all your haters rage about my dick
I'm repping the screw the place Time to lace your shoes up in
I bet you won't * around Cause I'm the goldest nigga in my town
You can't get * who can shoot you All that is not fair
But I don't give a * cause ain't nobody got nobody
I better turn I be standing in the heat
I got a good name living the culture beat
You're a quick buck with loud mouth I'm a quick buck with pow wow
Now I'm cracking something big enough to get better all y'all
If I get to wrecking I might keep my flow slow like
Big ass blunt and hairy cushion A codeine coat with no zero lights
With a pen and pad and dangerous with that Alzheimer's
My arsenal contains things that bang
and make your heart drop out of my ride
Whenever I'm seen bending a corner Put my shoe on
walk and hop out and just might take some loner
Cracker cracker that six crack and ass with that glue My
body got tattoos straight and color tinted with black glue
You can put a noodle or noober from a hooper As he maneuvers
I'll work to ya as I do ya Your boxing game is straight or new
I've been the king of the ghetto since 1999 And I'm
riding the rule over my kingdom with my arm right side
by my leg Break your motherfucking chest straight,
straight flesh right here I'm about to leave your breathless brain
They say my attitude is trash but this * just make me laugh
Now be sure before I pull out my piece and plug you in your pad
Your attitude is trash but this * just make me laugh
Now be sure before I pull out my piece and plug you in your pad
You ain't biting til I wipe out your whole ass
But you don't even know that name funny
I'm still gonna have the last laugh
So * with me if you want I'ma put you to bed
And pretend I'm a pilgrim on Thanksgiving and butcher your head
This is the freestyle cooking come from the top of my head
Meanwhile there's a light shining on top of my leg
You ask why cause I'm trying to see with it
And it don't matter where I'm at whether
private or public I'ma be with it
I hold down the hammer and I let myself go But since my finger
prints ain't on the bullets they'll never know it was me That's right
I sneak around like a thief in the night Love to love with me if
you want you lose your teeth in the fight In a couple of months
I'll be back home And traveling the way a king's supposed to travel