come on come on come on come on come on come on come on i roll with a bunch of untamed guerrillas head bustas and sharks niggas that s bout beefin lettin them k s spark knockin it off your shoulder soldiers them real niggas niggas who did time hard to kill niggas how you live you get it is the way a nigga play it niggas ain t fightin no more niggas bustin your head sendin you to your grave it s do or die cousin aimin straight for your head makin sure you die cousin they dressin in black prepared for combat ridin four deep strapped with choppers and macks not givin a fuck gettin your cut lettin it bust you get hit that s on you my nigga you re outta luck you re stuck like chuck wodie you re assed out that s what happen to ya tryin to be hard runnin your mouth get erased my nigga look here i leave no trace my nigga no witnesses so can you see my face my nigga fled the scene so you have no case my nigga case my nigga look here you can play if you wanna get down get your stupid ass left where you can t be found we done hit you up lit you up twist you up we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up we done hit you up lit you up twist you up we done popped you up chopped you up boxed you up we done hit you up lit you up twist you up we done popped you up chopped you up boxed you up we done hit you up lit you up twist you up we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up i was wrong for a lot of shit that i mma take to my grave continuously whippin niggas like a runaway slave must was meant for me to be thuggin i stay in some beef baby and slim keep tellin me juvenile stay off them streets i can t help i draw attention they be fuckin with me i m hot in the ass and can t get enough of these streets a lil nigga in the rolls screamin fuck the police peelin out in front the club about to duck to the east now play yourself you gon find yourself by yourself in a nice place ducked off with fucked up health i done been strucked and snuck but never fucked and stuck my life is four hundred degrees so i bust em up still stickin to the g code ree s and b s quit drinkin but i will smoke some weed indeed all they understand is my project english and if you don t like it you can kiss my penis  we done hit you up lit you up twist you up we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up we done hit you up lit you up twist you up we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up we done hit you up lit you up twist you up we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up we done hit you up lit you up twist you up we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up i run the streets cause i m real if it s daylight or dark you a killer nigga ain t no fear in my heart i ll go toe to toe with ya or take ya to war i ll even go k for k with ya now make your choice better know when i m in beef that i be creepin nigga better know that i m a snake and i mma sneak ya nigga each time i hit the corner i be leavin niggas momma upset can t even go on and grievin nigga nothin change i m on tv i don t play with you niggas still the same that ll spin broad day on you niggas and empty a hundred out that k where you re caught hangin is where you re left stankin ya heard me i ve been in the game niggas know what i m bout so many murders under my belt i done lost count if you wanna be another number my nigga go ahead drop your nuts and run up my nigga we done hit you up lit you up twist you up we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up now we done hit you up lit you up twist you up nigga we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up now we done hit you up lit you up twist you up and we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up look we done hit you up lit you up twist you up look we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up hello world i zip through fast in a yellow pearl drop porsche boxter young mobster wild and obnoxious pop some in your dreadlocks what me not no rookie boy glock cookin boy i ll turn your forehead to a pussy boy off the gate cousin you niggas gon make me stalk and spray somethin spark or lace somethin park the car get out walk and spray somethin taught to stay thuggin brought up in this shit that we call america and in my hood the laws are scared of us we are too terrible if i live to be old it s a miracle cause the way a nigga hatin or bitch plottin the shit s hysterical that s why i keep me two big guns on blast like a stereo come to your burial and kill anybody else who care for you don t blame me society changed me you haul white you smash powder all night for the fast dollar cut off lights we masked riders the hood trash got us in a position we can t shake with bars we can t break and due to that you ain t safe bitch we done hit you up lit you up twist you up now we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up look we done hit you up lit you up twist you up now we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up nigga we hit you up lit you up twist you up and we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up we done hit you up lit you up twist you up now we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up boy look we done hit you up lit you up twist you up now we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up look we done hit you up lit you up twist you up look we done chopped you up popped you up boxed you up nigga we put holes in you bitch ass niggas ya heard me we don t barrow nothin don t fear nothin and ain t nothin you can do bout these boy nigga let em burn nigga let em burn nigga b geezy lil wheezy juvy two tymer