Record label full of smackers, rap group with no rappers
I could get a nigga scratched Call me daddy, she a bastard, come here baby, I´m yo´ dad Hundred K on a medallion, jeweler, he don´t ever tax Spend this shit and get it back I don´t like none of you rappers, snipe a nigga, how ´bout that? Hunnids fallin´ out my ass, put a nigga on they back Project baby with no Similac, in the Caddy, but I never lack My lil´ nigga, he gon´ handle that, I could get a nigga whacked Fuck that lil´ ho, she a nat-nat I could get a nigga kidnapped, I could get a nigga snatched I can do it by myself, I go do it by myself
You won´t do it by yo´ sеlf, put a nigga on a shelf Put a nigga on a rack It ain´t nun to go to jail, it ain´t nun to get you killed Icе on my neck when it melt, eat me up baby, right there Fuck that lil´ ho, she a heffer Come here lil´ baby, you special Put that nigga on a stretcher, put that nigga on a shirt It ain´t nun to get you murked, hit a nigga where it hurt Water on me like I burp, .40 on me, I be icy Water on me, now she like me I went to jail, you ain´t write me Check on your boy for the Nike Check on yo´ boy, this four hunna, I´m in the club with them gunners
That ain´t my opp, he´s a runner Nigga say I shot his mama I hit the stoe with a fitted cap, I hit yo´ ho with no Jimmy mack Don´t drop that song, you ain´t livin´ that I got your cubicals, get it back Nigga ain´t gettin´ back shit I played the cross like I´m Chris Kodak the boss, yeah bitch KTB, kill that boy, cutthroat Walk in my room, it´s a gun show And I get high off the gun smoke, high off the meth Better off fakin´ yo´ death than fakin´ with me You say you a steeper, then step Record label full of gangstas, only vultures at the table Bitch I´ma eat
You hit out the car with a Draco Finesser, I´m makin´ you pay for it, bitch get on feet I had to dive in the deep, last time I snipe who I see, bodies be cheap Kodak the one with the vision, I got my clique in position They listen to me, got all kinda movement I keep shooters for my shooters, in case them niggas wanna beef Got two mansions, one on the beach Two Bentleys, nun´ of them of them leased Two Benz´s, Cullinan and Jeep Who said they fuckin´ with me? The money been comin´ with keys I got a vault in the attic, I done went frosted the Patek You can´t even see the Philippe