Dark Lo - Testers lyrics

[Verse 1: Dark Lo] I mean my n***as move so malicious Trey pound, shell catcher. It was no ballistics I'm just cooking up a cake and it's so delicious I used a pot and a plate. I'ma do my dishes Lil' stink breath rapper. You was never active Alleyways, side block. You was never back there Used to wear burberry, n***a that was last year Nowadays caught a Royce. Slacks and jack Kashmir I'm just chasing my loss. Yeah you was getting chased in the yard, p**y (s**a a**) Four pound that's my waist trainer I remember in the county I had two detainers I remember shooting guns trying to get my name up I remember close friends and how them cowards changed up I remember drinking eight to the face I remember catching case after case (Interlude: Dark Lo) I'm home now. I wanna thank y'all for your support. Y'all are too kind. Sit down, sit down, sit down. Let me get back to this sh** though [Verse 2: Dark Lo] Now it's rioting in South Baltimore Cops k**ing black men, that's gonna start a war It's Ron Harvey, Rick Fox, Dark Lo Shakur Stash box, two Glocks. Everything secured God help us, god help us The devil is alive. It's no shelter You got to play the cards that he dealt ya n***a ever try to play Lo, I'ma melt ya You see I, see no limits CI briefcase, young n***a finished I get caught with a gun it's no T.I sentence I'm a North Philly heavyweight, B.Y Jennings I'm on a date with my chick live jazz band I'm on that Erie Ave sh**, drinking trash cans But y'all n***as probably now me from the Badlands Your chick know me by my raps, I'm a bad man