What's up nigga, you want some of this chaos, some of this beef, flash it at your 226 nigga, BG nigga Bitch ass niggas perk something up Nigga you peepin' cause I'm peepin' for niggas creepin' I'm on my game, ready to be released And then rearrange your ***in' brain, carry *** that don't fit it Plus, out the clip, these bullets rush, leave your ***in' head bust What's up, I freeze beats like a deep freezer You talk noise, where you stayin' nigga, that's where I leave you But believe in me and my clique, it's your block erasin' Bein' thoughts wastin', I run a hunnid miles, paper chasin' I'm about drama, bull***s, whatever, start trigger playin' I hit the spank a nigga, believin' what a bitch say Like K.C., I don't play, spin a nigga bend Every day, a hundred round drum on a K Leave your set, a strict disaster You got birds, I snatch and refuse I leave that ass on there, I'm a nasta, no clues I can't get caught, I can't be found, it's all on you I stop your heart from beatin', duck at the double blue I leave a nigga's flesh hangin' from his chest Cause the vest that he dress, couldn't *** with the spittin' glass FBG, black connection, 226, thump static Comin' out a nigga addict, leavin' holes in your carriage I ride all night till I catch a bitch And when I catch, I automatic wet your bitch Get that nigga off the block, call me the hood Mack the skies with the red bandana Strap with the chromic black Mack, check While you be the player, hater, I be the bitch fader Bullets grace ya, nigga, I tried to grace ya Simpy casket, left the clock in the basket I stroll south, a-tisket, a-tasket I bring another, there's a need, then I bring my boys To destroy, chop you down like a clown Uptown, that is my destination And murderin' mother***ers, it's my occupation You'd rather face the nation, than to *** with me I keep a chopper, I'm a fool for that bitch So say goodbye, Betty, and I'll see ya later I'm swift with the steel, and with the hands, I'm like Frasier Okey-doke your bitch ass, then I take your cash and blast Never get caught, my trademark's the black mask 226 tatted on my chest, over my heart It's a mark that means I was down from the start Release the dumb cop killer, somebody pillar I got ya, ya bitch, now it's time for me to drop ya Hey, shot stop's complete, 50 shots when I chop fleek I did trouble this evening, even the scene not breathin' Me and the hot boys ride, cheap and gettin' high Beefin' niggas die when me and the hot boys ride Girlfriend under the seat, driver side of the Hummer Here comes a chopper drummer, faster than a track runner Don't play the hard roll, the hard roll will get you left On your way to the crossroads, no tomorrow for yourself Wettin' your whole set, and where I think you be at Attackin' your old hood, and where your people sleep at We act pure, D-Donk, it's about gettin' funky Turtle me the draw, keep more ammo than an army Clips that don't extend it, if you bend it, we'll end it Escapes be sendin', slugs can't be defendin' Echoes to arrival, chopper 6-5-0 Screamin' let's start the war, better be bout survival I get swooped, chopper manic, lesson drastically Gradually, bloody, bloody, body lie upon the ground Raggedy, you turn around, I got that red light *** and bright, you full of fright Cause you know you might die tonight I guess the tool is, I'm rule is, need more than bruises Bout gettin' foolish, booted, chopper ready to shoot it Their head bust the avenue, nigga we just killed a sender I got his body, stank behind the carryin' shopping center Baby give me the keys, give me the G's Give me the weed, give me the Mac-10 Let me see what's happenin', some of these niggas lackin' Some tellin' me better let me commit it, some of them quit it My destiny is in the blind severity, tellin' the death to me Look, I'm for five dollars, let's pray like a father This reed orientation, you can't learn this in college You be ***in' around with them keys, you ain't rollin' *** up I wish you niggas with me, I will be sewin' *** up Look, I'm all in the cut, T-Rod, Chacora, and Buck Nigga, extra, this a truck, rent rank ***ed up from that buck Nigga, food trippin', I ain't trippin' Nutrition, when I slap the clip in You ***tin' like stupid bitches That's my bitches, that's my riches That's my niggas, that's my yield That's my skill, that's my sale, and my clientele This my block, this my rock This my shop, this my glock This my connection with the mob That's my pie on the black side This my people, this my people This my rock, we're in the real This my lawyer, I do it legal That's my credit card for steel This my cigar, this my weed This my new car, this my ring That's my old way, I'm a model That's my uncle draggin' his Bible Yeah, I'm from the three, and I don't give a *** Nigga, I say murder, murder What the *** is up? Niggas better duck When I come around the bend I'm out that drama What's a 30-30? No, it's dirty And I'm a from the three I be Gat Totem I feel your body full of lead Put you to bed And now another day that came up ***, I block And make sure that I don't miss the hit You up in Oslo I got ya, I heard ya And I'm comin' up in your rest area To finish ya I've come with a bouquet of flowers Within the bouquet of flowers It's a nine-nigga, pay the duty power And mother***in' anybody Tryin' to catch your back That better be boss I'm comin' around the bend in black