brossface brippler
westside gunn
'cause he don't want you to know that you can walk on the water
rocking calabasas out in calabasas
off-white fatigue with the army patches
draco blew his head off from all angles
my lil nigga dropped out the first day of school
dropped tears when i wrote my celly
doctor romanelli hold the desi
switch the bust to the gold presi
who that nigga usually shoulder laying on?
ten thousand dollar sofas
plug loafers made from cobra
handle rock like villanova
but the neck colder for them tec toter
i dare one of y'all to step on the waverunners
his brains in the luggage
chain tucking 'fore it's took
you want a yard but you shook
my nigga went to trial and got cooked
he should've looked both ways
i got rich off of cocaine
my dog'll slit your throat for a brick of coke
he walked in the credit union
that's what my kitchen grossed
and y'all put guns in hands of niggas you know ain't gon' clap
i got the.38 on strap wearing raiders black
in the '80s with the smokers
hit the corner and they cop with a baby in the stroller
that's what made me whip the soda
if i don't answer for the plug
that's gon' make him miss his quota
we came up from doing all this evil
sold dope with so much cut that it clogged they needles
this for the hustlers who got on and fed all they peoples
these nike boxes not for shoe space
i put pictures of my kids up
this gon' be a real heart breaker
blowing at your head like a hair dryer
my whole hood full of scarfaces
i cut coke like i'm chopping beats
bitches'll bag my crack while i fuck 'em in a short stay
niggas'll brag 'bout flipping coke while i somersault the yay