[Verse 1]
Respect my conglomerate, Watts City monument
I rock plenty blocks
Plenty hoes drop plenty off the tops when I'm rhymin' it
Bringin' in revenue, this requitable untreadable
Put me on a pedestal, I'll stay up there
Schoolin' the youth, y'all are welcome to my daycare
Strike like a bright match in the night
Attack like a lion when you ain't tamin' her right
Pull my aim to get right to your cranium
Bars are titanium, c**aine from Cuba, choppers from Iranians
Coupe like a UFO, welcome to Alien
I'm E.T. in the GT and I'm rapin' them
f**in' them, no Vaseline
Good night, then I'm talkin' them mafia screams
Silent cries of a coward
Kid said it best, gotta k** 'em in the shower
And I don't smoke diesel if the taste ain't sour
And I don't f** with him if he ain't one of ours
I represent the Towers
Hangin' on a motherf**er startin' on my set gang
Bangin' on 'em motherf**ers
Respect it or check it, I'm nothin' to mess with
Ménage with my b**h and my exes, I'm that cold
sh**, got a b**h that's thick as my bankroll
Puffin' up two Ls, I'm wearin' the Kangol
Draped in gold like I strode by a rainbow
I'll rob Slick Rick, I ain't poppin' big sh**
Poppin' big clips, AR, firm grip
Dominique Dawes, make every one of y'all flip
I light the chronic and get high
So high, I can play dominoes with God
Breakin' bread with the disciples and sip wine
Come back down and tell you I had a good time
West Coast dime like the sunset
Don't worry 'bout me, I ain't have a son yet
They pray for my downfall
They want to walk in my shadow like a groundhog
These n***as is Barbie dolls
b**hes with four legs
Before I f**, sh**, I need head
Doin' bad, then askin' you for bread
Rasta, those are the days that I tread
Case closed, right back on the road with it
Pimp sh**, whatever I say, she roll with it
Smash a live nation way before Hov did it
Polo Dickies, cut low-low fitted
Low-low on Melrose, tap switches
Eight (?) and Jehovahs bear witness
I was taught, "Stay with your gun and mind your business"
And windows just gla** and n***as will jump in it
You think it's all love, but we ain't playin' no tennis
n***as that will smoke you, local henchmen
Riders, looters, drivers benchin'
.38, special edition, no mask on