作曲 : DVRST
"Hello,hello"
"Man,Pat what's up,man"
"What's up,nigga"
"Man,these niggas done came up in the motherfvckin' crib and got me for my shit,dawg"
"Yeah,man,uhhh...What if I told you,I was that nigga"
"Man,quit playin' doe,for real doe,man!"
"No,you ain't hearin' me dawg,I got yo' motherfvckin' shit,nigga
What the fvck you gone do about it?"
"Fvck you nigga,I'll see you,boy!"
See I could hit-a hit-a stick-a stick-a get a nigga fast
I'm kickin' in some doors,I'm puttin' a nigga on his ass
And if he talkin' trash,I put him in a bag
A body-fvckin'-bag,man,I shoulda wore a mask
I stick-a stick-and move,I body-body bruise
I break the fvckin' law and I ain't playin' with you fools
You gotta attitude,now watch me,use my tool
I lock and fvckin' load and let that motherfvcker loose
I know this nigga,who got punked out after every class
He was a bitch in school and now,he tote a gun and badge
Put on a uniform and now he think,he super bad
Man,fvck your vest,you still get laid to rest,under the grass
I do not give a fvck because you are a officer
I put you in your coffin,sir,you fvckin' with a slaughterer
Some police don't serve protective
They bangin' pussy in projects
Some niggas pay him off,to sell they dope around his set
Since you's a on nigga,on nigga,fvck with ya boy
Knowin' good and well,I grew up with ya boy
You's a on nigga,on nigga,don't try to flauge
You gonna make a nigga like me catch a charge
Since you's a on nigga,on nigga,fvck with ya boy
Knowin' good and well,I grew up with ya boy
You's a on nigga,on nigga,don't try to flauge
You gonna make a nigga like me catch a charge
Breakin laws,Glock in draws,whip it out and take a taste
You can smell my fvckin' nuts,while this tone is in yo' face
Shove the barrel down your throat
Inhale bullets like some smoke
I'ma leave you bitches dead,cut a sunroof in your head
You get stomped in yo' mug,when I shoot,then I peel out
Right before that happen,I'ma tear yo' fvckin' grill out
Beat you bitches down,'til you covered in your own blood
Shoot a couple of rounds from my house,ain't no fvckin' love
And one of y'all niggas wanna get some,I got some
Blow they fvckin' ass off,double barrel shotgun
Don't be comin' my way,bodys stank like moth-balls
Swing a iron bat to yo' head like a golf ball
Ride up on yo' ass,then I let the luger sweep
I'm the judge and the jury,when I see you in the street
It's da Project nigga roll,ready man,to kill a ho
Put the thang to you head squeeze the trigger,let it blow
On nigga,on nigga,fvck with ya boy
Knowin' good and well,I grew up with ya boy
You's a on nigga,on nigga,don't try to flauge
You gonna make a nigga like me catch a charge