all i hang around is murderers
i'm still runnin with the robbers
these dope boys my partners
so you don't want these problems
squad shit cause i'll have em sleepin in your closet
take a hostage
hit you to your hilly like a foxy
the niggas that i rock with
don't give a fuck about shit
they hot shit
they got bricks but act like they ain't got shit
with the logic
no need to cock it
cause i done cock it
grab them chop sticks
stay with the box and
i have em boxin
that's fantastic
the pager landed
i'm a do gymnastics
i'm nasty
i shoot you in your face then close your casket
i got a firearm
cook the stove on
i'm in the kitchen tryina make him do the high jump
i'm countin money in my motherfuckin long john
and i wish a nigga would steal my ball
get the shotgun
get the chop son
how you a street nigga? you ain't got no gun
you talking shit son
better get one
we ain't shootin in the air
we tryina hit somethin
lookin at me crazy
wanna hear the song
fake rappin ass nigga
make her hit some
talking bout what you done did then sell a brick or some
your bitch ain't got no red bottoms
go and get her some
cut the stove on
let the pot boil
i'm a hot boy
nigga fuck ya'll
turn it up a notch
ball till i fall
street lottery
that mean my money long
still in poverty
with the jack boys
i got 223's
i got max boy
let the dope dry
get your sack boy
free band game
and brick squad
i got a firearm
cook the stove on
i'm in the kitchen tryina make him do the high jump
i'm countin money in my motherfuckin long john
and i wish a nigga would steal my ball
get the shotgun
get the chop son
how you a street nigga? you ain't got no gun
you talking shit son
better get one
we ain't shootin in the air
we tryina hit somethin