ape

choppa make a nigga run

shoot a nigga till he numb

choppa make a nigga dumb

all my niggas goin' dumb

and that lean got me dumb

from the cops

i run it

and that fetti

bitch it's my son

30 rounds in my gun

baby count

i'm doin' numbers

ice froze like december

i ain't fuckin' with you niggas

we gon' cook you up for diner

i don't fuck with the gangs

all of my niggas some winners

get so high i can't remember

fuck your mean guard i'm a center

you cannot fuck with the gang

i don't know you if you lame

all of you niggas the same

choppas on me like a motherfuckin' gang