F/ Messy Marv [Messy Marv] Believe all what you see, and 50% of these tapes Cuz half these rap n***as is fake Cousin we bang hard even behind bars With C. O's and guards, my n***as run the yard They knocking' Messy Marv, cuz the dope so clean 415, B. G. F, crips, and 14 I'm a top hat rap cat you n***as locals And couldn't recognize the game with bi-locals I'm big sh** and operation by a coastle And the mob woke up when we suppose to Keep a b**h broke, keep a keep a b**h broke Keep a b**h broke, keep a keep a b**h broke Ain't no jobs n***as so we forced to sale dope And roll with all gold and chrome on one spoke I hit yo house party j**eled and bandana I'm from the Cartel the real Tony's Montana's We put drums and bananas on iz real Hood nut n***as spencing on e pills I could see the n***as head b**h had him So I let the 50 cal get with him I keep it real I don't rap about fake sh** It's California man we draw down and take sh** I don't rap about fake sh** this California man we draw down and take sh** [Mac Dre] Hoop out the coo-nut, change over to the range rover Mouth full of diamonds spitting like a flame thrower I ain't sober I'm ripped and tilted Half of it the remi but n***a I k**ed it Damn near spilt it on my encey cloths It's the cutthoat committiee punk we play hoes 20 inch doe, wood grain, leather, strapped riding With a eagle in the desert It's the Mac almighty, Andre Hicks And ain't a punk rock b**h that I can't get And n***a I can't trip on making nothing but my scrill And that iz real, like a iz pill And I will k**, put one to yo liver I'm a pimp n***a taking everything you give up Flossing while you s**as is starving I'm eating crab and crust-striations With my n***a Messy Marvin