[Intro:]
Gang!
Ayy, ayy
Know it's part two, b**h you know I'm rockin', n***a
Get your guns up, get your funds up
You on that opp sh**, get mop stick, b**h
Out west 290 sh**, YSN young street n***a
Ayy, gang
Ayy, ayy
[Verse:]
All my n***as g**n, f** the other side
Just bought a choppa, now I'm feenin' for a homicide
Flyest n***a livin', I give b**hes bu*terflies
You a street n***a? Boy your a** don't even come outside
Get my street sweepers corners, come and pick my trash up
Made it rain in the club, hoes pickin' cash up
Big body, rims rub, n***a this a fast truck
Brian Urlacher, b**h you know I got my sacks up
Four macs in this Q7, this a Mack truck
Big b**h do a split, drop it, bring it back up
When we doin' shows, all the hoes, they attack us
Yeah we ball but you fouled out, you shouldn't have hacked up
Tote a strap, n***a, so don't get clapped, n***a
I ain't got time to box with you, I don't wanna scrap with you
You was sleepin' on me while you shouldn't have took a nap n***a
I got you and I know you want your lick back, n***a
I'm from out west, we don't go to kickbacks, n***a
My gun big but it don't got a kickback, n***a
I rock designer, everything missmatched, n***a
She get lost with me, I know you want your b**h back, n***a
I'm ballin' hard, you can have her back, I'm tossin' her
Randy Mossin' her
Bussa nut on her and make her sister lick it off of her
I can't cuff that b**h, no I'm not a police officer
Got a lot of haters but the glizzies keep them off of us
Gucci, Louis denim, boy you still rockin' Hollister
Hit the mall with my dawgs and we buy a lot of stuff
If my brother shoot ya, I'ma shoot you, it's a lot of us
Shooter war vet 223 bullets chop you up
He say he gettin' money but the numbers never add up
If you say you real, what the f** you got to act for?
You ain't down to k**, what the f** you got a strap for?
You ain't chasin' mils, what the f** you serving packs for?
I f**ed her and her friend, made that b**h call for backup
You ain't heard about that last n***a that got clapped up?
Wanna end up like that last n***a tryna act tough?
Addin' money to my stash house and let it stack up
I'm ridin' with this baby choppa 'cause I'm ruthless
Rims blow your b**h, I catch you square than a deep dish
Get 'em straight up out that water yeah like a sea fish
Hit your block, then we double back, that's a remix
I spray the K then I get ghost like I'm Casper
n***as broke but I ain't, what I need a cast for?
Don't be stupid, boy you know what we get on your a** for
No face, no case, what you think I got my mask for?
I heard n***as on that hate sh**
These n***as broke, gotta face it
I roll me up a Swisher and I face it
My rims big, made my car look like a spaceship
I just bought another Draco with that K clip
I aim it at your nose, give your a** a face lift
If you ain't talkin' money I don't want your conversation
I just wanna f** you b**h, I don't want your relations
Stick to that G code you don't know your combination
Them choppa bullets stoppin' your blood from circulatin'
The feds tryin' stoppin' my trap from percolatin'
But meanwhile I'm out of town recuperatin'