hell yeah e a ski cmt track ha ha ha yeah bullys wit fullys part 3 messy marv guce fillmoe hunters point it don t stop let s go i m switchin lanes with them stunnas on my face chop in the trunk wally on my waist back in the game nigga feelin like mase red j jonas with the red shoe lace deuces on the load rocks in my load the ice in my mouth keep my nextel froze have you ever seen a scrape with the lamborghini doors bitch i thizz and play with my nose the girls the girls they love me it s the project lover but i m gang banger and a drug smuggler gucey guce dope boy with the cake mix i m naked with it in the kitchen doin late shift see i been bout it other niggas rap about it if you got it cuz then blood better ask about it we in the drama bangin the hammers orangutans goin bananas in the game throwin up the gang when i roll up streets show love i just wanna be on the block with my thugs i just wanna sit in the drop on my dubs open up the doors and turn the beat up cause i m from the ghetto baby i m from the hood when in my ghetto baby i know i m good these niggas got toolies but that ain t no heat i ll slap one of you niggas like a e a ski beat i had these girbauds on full bout a week ya boy look grimy but the money look sweet you got me fucked up bitch this the bay me and every niggas do this shit all day i ll lay everybody down in the room but whatever i do i mma stay a tycoon  aaaa what you know bout bricks and traps bullys wit fullys is a gang in all black and strapped i m not a rapper i m a street nigga i m so hungry with this heat tryin to eat nigga real talk we in this bitch buyin out the bar talk shit i ll make this cold iron hot to yo jaw represent gangstas two step hustlers hands in the air you gettin cookies on sight stunna on mine and all on a ho richmond vallejo the city and the o gang dog blood oh what you didn t know good weed in my mouth mac on the floor you ridin with a star bitch feelin like whoa she feelin like stay but i m feelin like go and i ain t got nothin against the new bay i used to ride through with fab nigga back in the day you already know bullys wit fullys is so hood guce and tay now we got mess the nigga so hood pill music got you sort of like some wet wet you in the club gang bangin throwin up ya set me and mess dog runnin the game 600 back to back dog huggin the lane yeah this 50 cal make it worth ya while everybody goin dumb off a half of pound 1