Gang in this bitch, better not move a muscle, yeah Chopper bullets rain, I don´t like to tussle Got it out the mud, I respect the hustle, uh All my dawgs bang, hang with Michael Vick (Yeah) Money ain´t a motherfucking thing .223s exclusive, bitch, they go straight to your brain Yeah, I´m getting money, baby, hustle in the rain We was shooting on that block, you was shootin´ in the range
I was thinking out the box, that´s what got me out of the way Hey there, bitch, suck my dick then have a nice day
Smackdown, fuck that bitch in a steel cage Feel invincible, I beat his ass, Johnny Cage Two, three, four, five, bullets hit his ass, left him dazed I got tunnel vision, baby, won´t get caught in maze I´m not from this planet, I ain´t human No heart, fuck cupid Let that chopper spray for looking at me stupid Yeah, Nike check, bitch, I just do it I can´t play no games, we ain´t hoopin´, no pick and roll In a spaceship, I´m a extraterrestrial Red laser beam, lil´ bitch, I´ma let it go (Red laser beam, in this bitch, I´ma let it go, baow)
Gang in this bitch, better not move a muscle, yeah
Chopper bullets rain, I don´t like to tussle Got it out the mud, I respect the hustle, uh All my dawgs bang, hang with Michael Vick (Yeah) Money ain´t a motherfucking thing .223s exclusive, bitch, they go straight to your brain Yeah, I´m getting money, baby, hustle in the rain We was shooting on that block, you was shootin´ in the range
The day them niggas die, come back around, we made a holiday (Gang, grrt, boaw, yeah) Whole lotta choppas on his ass, I think I´m Sada Baby (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Proud of you, how you work with that switch, you think that Prada made it (Grrah) Turn your favorite rapper to a pound, that shit ain´t complicated (No, dopey)
I don´t fuck with niggas, never ask me where nobody at (Goofy) Fitted cap better say V.Roy or that´s somebody ass (Yeah) Real killer, pop up on somebody in somebody grass (´Body grass) Nobody better not be with you, that´s somebody´s ass (Yeah, man what?) Gang, who? You ain´t did shit, nigga, stop sayin´ names, dude (Dude) Change who? Get back for that goofy, foenem changed too (Yeah, yeah, haha) I´d be mad as hell, we gave the city all them chains too (Chains too) Everybody points, everybody gettin´ flamed too (Boaw, boaw, boaw)
Gang in this bitch, better not move a muscle, yeah Chopper bullets rain, I don´t like to tussle Got it out the mud, I respect the hustle, uh All my dawgs bang, hang with Michael Vick (Yeah) Money ain´t a motherfucking thing .223s exclusive, bitch, they go straight to your brain Yeah, I´m getting money, baby, hustle in the rain We was shooting on that block, you was shootin´ in the range