A bad day for the niggaz in my I got had a call from a bitch At the P.A.P.D. on my dick It's seems the situation is so tow up And down the fuckin' T-X had to show up I got on the scene so 99 can't hassle me Now, they got the muthafuckin' feds to and wrestle me
And throw my in a suplex They got my two best On secret and no rest on the streets is that they're rollin' In Dynasties [unverified] I-ROCs And Caravans and muthafuckas are
Like paper stacks and a Goin' all out of tact on the local slaggin' brothaman And be as slow as fuck 'cause my niggaz are nervous And if they think they see five-o, they duck So now, instead of rollin' thick, niggaz is with a frown the motherfuckin' feds in town
Yes, the is silly, I put up my 9 milli for a switch-blade I don't no shit with these bitch-made No more clownin' in this bro' No high-cappin' in the clubs, I got to play them on a I took my tags off my buick and y'all I didn't love that Rollin' on some white balls and
And though I got long nails No more French bitch You gots to do own nails I told my niggaz to make sure all their shit was tight 'Cause they're be on y'all ass every day and night
Tryin' to run all of game, so, put y'all motherfuckin' cars And cribs in y'all momma's name I took my jewelry to the shop and sold it the money to my baby's momma and I told her to hold it 'Cause Lil Bun not see Big Bun up in his face If I catch a fuckin' case [unverified] when the feds in
God damn, it's two motherfuckin' months Since I my Rolex from under my sleeve These hoes act like they ain't go leave That shit is funky like a skunk Fuck all this man It's time to get motherfucker back up
I let them motherfuckers up, reorganize my click Got the birds and my lab back up And told my boys,"If a nigga crazy his ass in the eye Don't him a chance to identify" And his badge, I'm sorry to inform you
If girl is pregnant, you ain't gon' live To see your be born I'm blastin' laws at 'cause I believe it's time To hand them close to the dopeman, God 'em I'm sick of hiding a bitch in the closet
So, y'all hoes can't me Y'all try to blind me And remind me of the jail 'Cause in my yard is a big ass, I got sign It's for Tony Montana stacks I got niggaz on the corner holdin' big ass bags and cans of
The land of Texas that rock up So, if y'all thinkin' about My fools run in with glock up 'Cause, I'm a my nine to my last clip To my last
Before you take me for my drugs So, we can have it all night, 'Cause bitch, I'm ready to die from my lights When the feds in