let you know where i'm from
it's a city of niggas bout gettin funky wit' me
keep they fingers on triggers
let's roll wit' a pistol i get out of control
it's your family i put on rows
rookie nigga wig splitter
make copies for the rapture
i'm comin for the capture
i'ma snatch if you got it
told ya before ta' hide it
it's a must that i find it
shootin tha drop somethin'
i tote it too stop somethin'
make it happen you's the punk
i'll put you in the trunk
you dunk nigga i bring funk
lets get funky wit' these niggas
grab the triggas and blast
lets get filthy wit' these niggas
take they figures and dash
lets get serious with these niggas
don't run yo' mouth enough for you to get back in me
my gun clap start spinnin' and take many
can you picture a young rapper
fourteen black master million dollar flapper
watch me set it off wit' my sawed off jumpin
frontin' gets you nothin'
runtin' catch a slug from the m-what'n
playa hater leave you bloody
four steps comin' quickly
better kill me before you get done in
but i got that red mark so when you come in
i keeps extra highly tips for the crum rip
should of chop-chop stop yo' whole block
so much black clothing you black-out
that's when all yo fight come out
bloody streaks to the upt where you lays on
if you wanna keep it safe on
now as i re-enter this scent and get into you
i keep a chopper under the medium hilfiger
comin' out trunks to kill niggas
on the real nigga i gets dirty
it's written all over yo' face you easy to find
scars all over they chest be starting to shine
like that presidential rolex reflex a million nine
gettin' higher off uptown fire
took one to the chest but the little g never died
playa hater nigga flipper
tangerie and juice sipper
disrespectin bitch flipper
i'm bout drama off the top
you know that's on the foreal-a
i get's loaded low down by a monkey
he would want to know i gets funky
beef kicked in a night parade
nothin' bookoom be standin' on feet
now you know i run with ignorant niggas
fuck that sprayin' the crowd
ain't no time for doin' backin down
that's for al and lil' duga'
four deep in each in spinnin'
in school i was a fool a young funky
but on the streets i used 2's