p**y n***a try me if you wanna
We open fire on your corner
Beef, you know you don't want it
Better go on with all that bologna
Boy you flaw and you phoney
I'm as real as it gets
Your homie soft and he p**y
I'd rather chill with his b**h
Finna set it off in this b**h, set it off in this b**h
Double breasted Smith n' Wesson to set it off in this b**h
Set it off in this b**h, set it off in this b**h
Double breasted Smith n' Wesson to set it off in this b**h Shout of them n***as
On the frontlines with them yoppas
AOP my n***a, play me on a 1
I call them knockas
Money by the bag and f** your jug
I get it mando
Daddy never sleeping when I'm creeping
It's extendo
Hanging out the roof I yell my city
Then I flex up
Me and Problem gonna check up
Everything from the neck-up
My dealer Stony, and he next up
Skinny n***a hold that tec up
Beef with me, that sh** messed up
Put 50 shots where you rest up
Down a** n***a go ape sh**
30 inch on that space sh**
Big boy don't say sh**
Got Little n***as don't play sh**
Hundred k on your people
To make you n***as look see-through
Bad Lucc is the preview
Tear sh** down what we do p**y n***a try me if you wanna
We open fire on your corner
Beef, you know you don't want it
Better go on with all that bologna
Boy you flaw and you phoney
I'm as real as it gets
Your homie soft and he p**y
I'd rather chill with his b**h
Finna set it off in this b**h, set it off in this b**h
Double breasted Smith n' Wesson to set it off in this b**h
Set it off in this b**h, set it off in this b**h
Double breasted Smith n' Wesson to set it off in this b**h While I took over the city
n***as wonderin' how we did it
Married to the grind, you only shine if you committed
Overlook your kind
I don't got time for nothing kiddy
Got soldiers like lieutenants
That knock logos off of fitted's
Be that guy, go 'head be that guy
Fire in that eye, soldier fly
Bla bla bla, say hi to Allah
f** these marks, n***a f** these marks
I decide your fate
Young n***a acting like a G, old drug dealers hate
That ain't real n***a
That ain't real n***a
And your squad ain't one real n***a, ain't one real n***a
On my mom, 'cause if it was
They woulda told your a** about f**in' with me though
Don't ever mention Mike with Tito
He ain't on my level boy