With the climate and the mood of the music business right now, the Casual Records
She has a chance of being even bigger than G-Unit.
And I give them all my blessings, and we're going to make it happen.
Yeah, holler.
That's it from bullshit.
Yeah, yeah.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
I'm a back point.
Chippin' on D, homie.
Go handle that.
Put your gloves on.
to Black Mass.
You niggas ready?
Come on, let's go handle that.
Stay out of sight, out of mind.
Retaliation is a must.
If he bleed like me, any nigga can get touched.
Got my knife on my belt and defaulted by my phone club.
I'm on the edge.
Fuck around and get your dome split.
A long mission.
I remember being homeless or in the kitchen because them chickens was boneless.
Black gloves, black mask, black shirt, black pants.
You know you're seeing blood when you see the Mac.
I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.
And I hold black with my gun.
I'm the shadow of death.
You just fool of a lot of raps.
Really don't be popping straps.
A.K.O.
Pete Cole.
Blow off his stocking cap.
All the real niggas voting for me.
Enemies coming for me.
I hope it's complete.
I just sit low in my seat.
Blow Joe in the suite.
Keep eight on me, you will thank COVID with me.
Bitch like the flipping pork.
I'm a back point.
Chico Andin, homie.
Go handle that.
Get hood.
Your gloves on, get your black mask You niggas ready, come on, let's go handle that
Robbery, homicide, fuck that, I'm down to ride.
Mass on a blast, so niggas see it, I'm channel nine.
Blood, sick, drip, said I tripped through your set, trick.
Brick, flip, flip, flip, unload, then reload, bitch.
Goddamn, goddamn, 100-gram dope, man.
Made backflow and sunroof open.
Spider with me, lock in.
Cali bust, smoke in.
That's a Eastside nigga with a shell mouth.
Southside to Cassville.
Casfield or Cali is fucked through all the judges and the federales and the black bands, black rims, Rotterag, Mac-10, same nigga from back when.
Get money, stack, spend.
Fuck a bitch, get the dough.
Fuck a snitch, he can die.
On Easter Sunday, I celebrate when he reach the sky.
I'm on that stupid shit Like fuck a gun, get the bazooka shit This room and the graveyard, you can fit
The clip in, pull the hammer back, point your gun, then homie, go handle that.
Put your gloves on, get your black mask.
You niggas ready?
Come on, let's go handle that.
To live and die in L.A.
While gang banged ever since the curl played out.
Spot a low and it's me against the world.
It ain't easy being locked out.
A nigga outlaw and I'm ballin'.
Yeah, I'm getting money without y'all.
Don't know about you, but I got murders on my Glock.
I buy them first and
just how we do it on my block with guns to shoot against your squad my unit out
to get this loot against all odds.
Take the weed and leave the money.
The banana's on the case.
Got the hammer and the gauge.
Got your ass.
on the run like a hamster in a cage nigga make this shit easy don't contemplate give me the chain to watch
and open the safe.
Yeah!
Fly the flip and pull the hammer back point.
You're good.
put your gloves on get your black mask
You niggas ready?
Come on, let's go handle that.
Come on.
Come on.
