[Ivan Talkin]
Me my self I gotz a problem with these hoes tryna cross a n***a up
But Ima have to blast on these hoes if they ever try to step
But check it out as I run it down to ya
{Verse 1}
Its hard to get my serve on runnin from F.B.I
Survelance like I'm f**in' playin I-Spy
They tryna bust my a** fa 12 Ki's of Cocaine
But all I got is a rock and I'm given em false names
I slip as a long dick with extra vaseline
Them n***as up on my block is gettin skripped when I hit the scene
Steady a** n***a, I'll puttin whippin's on them n***as a**
Everyday artillary, I'm holdin a hockey mask
Creepin to my rock spot, quiet as the f**
I rocked up all my coke, packaged my sh** and get the f**
I'm all crossed up by a stinky a** b**h
Who's lookin from above and s** a crusty a** dick
I left the tramp screamin, shot her twice up in her face
I left that stanky b**h and didn't leave a, leave a trace
I'm surrounded by one time, now I'm on the run
"A Suspect with a bag of coke and a Tec-9 gun"
I fled to the Florida and opened up shop
I'm chillin on co*kress with a hand fulla rocks
Fiends see my face, they know to break before they checks
They come to point the scraps but then they know what to expect
I gets my dough they go headed straight into the project
Before they leave my set, they bin is spin, that ho checked
See I ain't givin a f** cause I'm a money hungry n***a
A n**idy as gangsta sellin crack and gettin bigga
A dirty a** ball game like Will Smith been kickin it
And motha f**in dog a** hoes are there with b**hes, and get me All Crossed up
{Hook}
All crossed up them hoes will have you on yo back
But I dont give a f** cause I'mma still slang my crack
All crossed up them hoes will have you on yo back
But I dont give a f** cause I'mma still slang my crack
{Verse 2}
I reach on the set, I gots to change my, clothes
So I'm not ratted out my them funky a**, hoes
I gots to watch my back cause on the streets I can't, sit
One Time's on me nutz and tryna take me on a, trip
And motha f** them Melphs man, them b**hes can't faze me
The only way I stop sellin' my sh** is if they pay me
The only way they catch me is if I start to blast
Gotta be dead, can't see me cause I always got my Hockey Mask
Always keepin a clip in, neva caught slippin, keepin 'em trippin
n***a I'm comin out dead or alive quarter birds I'll be flippin
A hustler on the rap page and good thing its a sale
Crack up on your dick and (???)
Takin' a puff of that powder, I'm hopin like the king
You tried to test me nuts, now I'mma have to split ya wig
Cause I'm all crossed...
{Hook}
{Verse 3}
n***a I got me rocks and I could start makin' fiends drop
n***a them rocks make you flip ups and when I'm shootin I neva stop
b*atches! If you come in my way with that short sh**
The second I pull my sh** you betta start runnin b**h
I know you gots your crack so lil daddy up it
With the Tec stickin dead in ya back, and if ya move n***a f** it
I'm shakin, taken, never no fakin, never no taken and taken a n***a do not what I am
Biggidy blast leavin them n***as stankin
Thats on the real, I'm a stone born crack dealer
A.K.A mister, mister Blast, Mister cap peeler
Also known fa pullin' a drive by with a hockey mask
Biggidy, Biggidy blast slangin that crack up on ya donk-ay
Shoot you in ya head until ya dead ain't givin a f**
I'll still go sell my sh** but still I'm all crossed, all crossed...
(Hook)
All crossed up them hoes will have you on yo back
But I dont give a f** cause I'mma still slang my crack
All crossed up them hoes will have you on yo back
But I dont give a f** cause I'mma still slang my crack
All crossed up them hoes will have you on yo back
But I dont give a f** cause I'mma still slang my crack
[Ivan Talkin]
Yeah, Thats how I do it for you ole busta a** hoes
That be tryin to rat a n***a out behind they sh**
Because a n***a doin good, you think you could come, f** wit a n***a
But it ain't bout all that there
n***a still gon get theirs
fu*k you ole dog a** hoes
b**h I'm all crossed up and you'll be flat on your f**in back bieetch