What's up, motherfuckers?
What's crackin'? Wanna get thuggish, dawg?
Like fuckin' motherfuckin' thuggish
Double out, double out, double out, double out
What's crackin'? I.E., homeboy, I have a start
Motherfuckers, swear to God, I won't stop
Think I won't ride, I knew, lay my ride on cops
I know you've heard through the streets that my game's on lock
You're a truly Ruben Ramos, take your eyes off my cock
Cause since I come, motherfucker
Model's comin' with a thunder weather
When I'm fuckin' and thuggin', so don't wonder
Let me guess, you don't think that I'm cheap
If you're above me, I'm only kickin' off lyrics
But I wanna be, well, since my age
Dirty at its teenage stage
I've been thuggin' in these streets every fuckin' day
I blasted off 8Ks, Mac 10s, and 9s
38 stud lows, and a cleat 45s
So when I hear stupid fools try to talk some *
I get creased, quick buzz, hollow tips in my clip
You know what's crackin' on me
Don't fuckin' step on my toes, dawg
That's my only thing I love
Double out, see motherfuckin' riders
Life, you're on those riversiders
Only talkin' *, but don't try us
Cause you know that life can lose real bust
Double out, double out, double out, double out
Double out, double out, double out, double out
Double out, double out, double out
Double out, double out, double out
Double out, double out, double out
Double out, double out, double out
Double out, double out, double out
Double out, double out, double out


Double out, double out, double out
Double out, double out, double out
Double out, double out
Double out, double out, double out
Double out, double out
Double out, double out
Behind my back, never been in my presence
Out of eye with the Mac
Talking * to your babies
Mom banging side
Shooting bullets at pussy
Bald head and a thong I have little
Homies waiting for the work to pull
If you let me know if it's beef
I'll let you know how we'll do it
Double L-T, motherfuckin' riders
Life's long, thugs, riverside us
Only talking *, but don't try us
Cause you know that, like a Louisville bus
Double L-T, motherfuckin' riders
Life's long, thugs, riverside us
Only talking *, but don't try us
Cause you know that, like a Louisville bus
I think I'm fully laid back
New kicks with a sack
Your sister knows about the smack
Let me sit in Kodiak
Before I bust a cap
Before I end a rap
Blazing up in your driveway bumping
It's like that, I'm just a youngster stacking chips
A youngster on all the tips
I'll leave you lying and crying
Dying, don't prove that I'm lying
Tying up perpetrators, they're ***-motivators
Falling in the same category as player haters
I miss the studio drinking
But my song has you thinking
You're stuck, not even blinking
All hope is slowly sinking
Double L-T, motherfuckin' riders
Life's long, thugs, riverside us
Only talking *, but don't try us
Cause you know that, like a Louisville bus
Double L-T, motherfuckin' riders
Life's long, thugs, riverside us
Only talking *, but don't try us
Cause you know that, like a Louisville bus
Double L-T, motherfuckin' riders
Life's long, thugs, riverside us
Only talking *, but don't try us
Cause you know that, like a Louisville bus
Double L-T, motherfuckin' riders
Life's long, thugs, riverside us






Only talking *, but don't try us
Cause you know that lady's real bust
Yeah, my little motherfuckin' Mac
Double LT motherfuckin' Riders in seconds
Empire, homie, you know the way we do it over here
Motherfuckin' killin' Cali, what?
Talkin' nothin' but *
Get you fuckin' stuck six feet deep, homie
That's on everything, trust
Fuckin' little faggot-ass bitch
I'm out, my little Mac
What's up to the homie Mouse?
Little homie Gage
That high-power motherfuckin' click
Real thug *
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