catch you

catch ya wit yo pants

catch ya wit yo pants down

and maybe while you sleepin'

don't matter what you saw

death is what you reepin'

i remain real like my cousin e-mil

packin steel

it's the southside whorida

can't fuck wit these othasidas

eastside

westside

this situation is dirty like chopped up nation

so i stay wit the best side

nigga let's ride

i stay solo like a black cat

fuck a bad wrap

i seen it happen to my cousin

i'm like the dirty dozen

wrapped up in buns

he said he was buzzin"