What's up? Straight up mother***in' gangsta. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.Bitch, I'm a killer for real, I ain't Snow Joe. Slide niggas are fast and slow.I got stuff poppin', ain't no stoppin' cause one of us gots to go.Mother***ers be trippin', I'm from niggas bitchin' where the mixin' be doo-dah.They perked me out like I was 2-Guy. Down south, west coast, nigga 2-Side.You bitches be tryin' to frame me, but ain't nothin' promised, you can't claim me.Hit you quick cause talkin' ain't ***, then I'ma ditch the 3-K.I'm all up in your grill, time to chill, pay my bills, gotta stay real true to the game.In fact, niggas don't lay back flat, cause I ain't the nigga to *** with.So your nigga need steps to *** on, while he use niggas in a bag.Talkin' that trash, you get hauled on in a black truck.Nigga back up, stacks up, niggas grip to the chip.Nigga pop the clip when I blast, I'm never gon' miss.Nigga, hollow tips to your ***.Bitch, what's up? Nigga, now lay the *** down.What now? This my block, close shop down.Nigga, top down, drop now. Nigga, what's now? Where's the flop now?What's up, baby? Gotta pay me, *** the 3-A.Nigga livin' shady, even lately.Gotta watch my back, cause it's back cause the niggas be trippin'.Don't got what I'm at, strappin' the infrared with the punk.I'm not criss-cross, but I make them jump if the niggas want some.Watch them mother***ers, then they click, run.Bitch, I'm a killer, for real love.That's no joke, strapped with the 4-8.Nine chains since I done went solo.One, two, three, you know, silk a G.I know this lil' game like I know my ABC.Bitch, I'm a killer, for real love.That's no joke, strapped with the 4-8.Nine chains since I done went solo.One, two, three, you know, silk a G.I know this lil' game like I know my ABC.Bitch, I'll be quick to leave a nigga like a Kotex.Nigga cockin' like I ain't had no ***.But still be on time, just like a Rolex.You can put me in a room with ten of the best of.It be the man in your face, so *** the rest.I'm the best of.Yeah, bitch, it be tricky, but y'all just scared y'all.Man, six of these niggas ain't ready for you.I know, so I'ma give them a chance so they can put patties.I be the man, y'all niggas be trippin', y'all niggas be frontin'.You think this the ***, my nigga?Y'all niggas ain't hit nothin' yet.Just look deep into the eyes of the crowd, nigga.These been niggas stuck.I give some ***.Why y'all done?*** you up.Niggas be hatin'.They probably gon' wanna ***in' fight.Cause I done ***ed this woman.Now all her girlfriends ***in' like me.Yeah, she like me.Nah, they like me.***.Watch it.Watch it.Watch it.What's your name, homie?Silk.What you came here to do?Shock the world.Bitch, I'm a killer.For realer.There's no joke.Strapped with the 448.Nothin' changed since I done went solo.One, two, three.You know Silk a G.I know this dope game like I know my ABC.Bitch, I'm a killer.For realer.There's no joke.Strapped with the 448.Nothin' changed since I done went solo.One, two, three.You know Silk a G.I know this dope game like I know my ABC.It's time to flip the script and turn a half into a million.And turn a whole into a zillion.My game be tight like a bull.And after my shows ain't no limit to the hoes I can pull.Girls be sweatin' me like a bandana.My lyrics so gangster the police keep them on the radar scanner.But I be tight like the Titanic.Y'all suckers sellin' whammies.We on our way to the Grammys.Third world business that came up.Keep my name, I choke my wife.Messy Marvin, I'ma wipe you up.And your game better be tight.Cause I know love where I'm from.From morning to night.Food be body, they be ride.They don't give a damn.Still puttin' money in the bank.Like Uncle Sam.And taxin' food.Damn.All y'all suckers on the block that try to stop me.Can't fade me.And me and Silk livin' low.Sippin' on Moet.We're strapped with them plastic toes.Down south we be hustlin'.Second line behind Buster's.That we ain't trustin'.Y'all better wake up and smell the aroma.Cause we doin' this from down south to California.Bitch, I'ma kill a gorilla.That's no joke.Strapped with a 448.Now Chanks is out here with Solo.One, two, three.You know Silk or G.I know this dope game like I know my ABCs.Bitch, I'ma kill a gorilla.That's no joke.Strapped with a 448.Now Chanks is out here with Solo.One, two, three.You know Silk or G.I know this dope game like I know my ABCs.Bitch, I'ma kill a gorilla.That's no joke.Strapped with a 448.Now Chanks is out here with Solo.One, two, three.You know Silk or G.I know this dope game like I know my ABCs.