so he comin' through your window
creepin' on you with the pistol
i don't play around with rappers
i want the m's and that's it
i don't need no more favors
that green light on your head
please don't play with my fetti
creepin' through your hood with a motherfuckin' semi'
i don't think these niggas ready
see me in your nightmare like my name is freddy
we gon' creep through his hood in a benzy
leave his brains all red like spaghetti
i been tryna dodge ucs in the chevy
glocks on when opps out when we ride through
in and out through his block like a drive-thru
left a nigga shirt all red like he from piru
it feel good when your neighborhood behind you
it feel good when the city cosign you
so he comin' through your window
creepin' on you with the pistol
i don't play around with rappers
i want the m's and that's it
i don't need no more favors
that green light on your head
on the field with the raiders
you ain't heard the latest? i'm the motherfuckin' greatest
what's your motherfuckin' name? call me ruccdawg
first time i sent a dumb bitch
you know i'm all about my paper
got a pocket full of money
i'm the shit like a pimp named slick back
give my homie some bread just to find out where you live at
so he comin' through your window
creepin' on you with the pistol
i don't play around with rappers
i want the m's and that's it
i don't need no more favors
that green light on your head
and all that cap up in your rap
and all this ice up on my neck
i might just blind a bitch
i just pulled up on a nigga in a big body
how'd you bust down the door? yeah
nice 'fit like a lick probably
she be lackin' if she sit by me
all my niggas bang big crips and whoops
i'm gon' stand for my troops
i should have my own shoe
so he comin' through your window
creepin' on you with the pistol
i don't play around with rappers
i want the m's and that's it
i don't need no more favors
that green light on your head