Bro ridin´ ´round wit´ a stolen stick And, you already know that he make it hit And, you know how it go, I send a hit Police just blue-lighted me, I ain´t stoppin´ for ´em Bought my bitches lots of things, yes, I buy it for ´em I say, "Baby, these damn drugs make me move slowly" And, I came up from out of that mud, talkin´ so deep I´ma shotter, my girl, come here, tell ´em, "See" We run wit´ bumbaclots for real, I´m gon´ make ´em bleed
We bendin´, when we late, most my cars they got exhausts
Ride ´round in them stolen cars, catch one, knock ´em off Marley, mommy, I´m not tryna be violent It´s not safe on my island, you ain´t wit´ that, you dyin´ See lil´ bro´nem be wildin´, they send shots through his body No, she not scared and she like me, I wan´ fuck wit´ her body Alright, I´m a Blood, idol Know we leave shit dead, that my blood body
Bro ridin´ ´round wit´ a stolen stick And, you already know that he make it hit And, you know how it go, I send a hit Police just blue-lighted me, I ain´t stoppin´ for ´em
Bought my bitches lots of things, yes, I buy it for ´em I say, "Baby, these damn drugs make me move slowly" And, I came up from out of that mud, talkin´ so deep I´ma shotter, my girl, come here, tell ´em, "See" We run wit´ bumbaclots for real, I´m gon´ make ´em bleed
I got by "Ten," I be takin´ the hits Bro out of town, still sendin´ the blitz He want ´em dead? he gone by six I go by "Lil´ Ben," I´m real as it gets I go by "Lil´ Ben," I´m real as it get Straight up out of that North, I be steppin´ on shit
We up in the court while you writin´ a diss He signed for two hundred, spent that on my bitch Another two-fifty, that just for the clique We takin his soul, made his brother carry him We wiped his nose, he clean but slimer than a bitch The city know, he shoot it up and leave ´em dead behind his bro Bitch ass nigga Scary ass nigga, wanna be a gravedigger My brother Lil Top, our nuts way bigger Straight out the gutter, just me and my niggas We go to a party, we packin´ a pistol Had it cocked back ever since I was little Spittin´ at the back, ain´t blowin´ no whistle Put you on the list, they comin´ to get you Oh, they steppin´ with Ten, them niggas official (Yeah)
Bro ridin´ ´round wit´ a stolen stick And, you already know that he make it hit And, you know how it go, I send a hit Police just blue-lighted me, I ain´t stoppin´ for ´em Bought my bitches lots of things, yes, I buy it for ´em I say, "Baby, these damn drugs make me move slowly" And, I came up from out of that mud, talkin´ so deep I´ma shotter, my girl, come here, tell ´em, "See" We run wit´ bumbaclots for real, I´m gon´ make ´em bleed