Nigga full of blah, blah, blah
Say what?
Tryna rob me for a stack
Say what?
Finna get yo cranium cracked
Say what?
Nigga betta step on back
Now what?
Nigga gonna blah, blah, blah
Say what?
Tryna rob me for a stack
Say what?
Finna get yo cranium cracked
Say what?
I think ya′ll betta step on back
Say what?
Yo, yo no time for this drama
Ya'll niggas betta cap ya′ll vest
What tha fuck? It's thugs that I press
They digin into yo fuckin' chest
Nigga, I′m custom made
Finna rip yo style, finna get buck wild
I′m takin' those choices, I′m takin' no losses
I′m taking those liars all up for the coffin'
Losin′ they breath for the word that I say
They lost up in this b***h
Motherf*ckers cannot f*ck with this
Fillin' graves with yo body, b***h
Like revoution rippin' for attention
Goin′ through these niggas there′s nothin' worse
They runnin′ through the door
Well I got my sword like the bone
'Cause we ready for war
Motherfuckers cannot stop this
The family, nigga, we rock s**t
′Cause a style like mine is too cold
Gonna snatch yo soul on college row
All graduates, I make ya body rock
All scandolous, all serious
We off tha chain with all of yo brain
We gon' enter this gang
Say what?
Nigga full of blah, blah, blah
Say what?
Tryna rob me for a stack
Say what?
Finna get yo cranium cracked
Say what?
Nigga betta step on back
Say what?
Nigga gonna blah, blah, blah
Say what?
Tryna rob me for a stack
Say what?
Finna get yo cranium cracked
Say what?
I think ya′ll betta step on back
Now what?
None ya'll niggas gon' fit to ride with me
None ya′ll niggas finna die with me
A-fit-finna get high, you see?
I wanna a bigger, the bigger piece of pie, you see?
Ya′ll too shot for me, enemies
Ya'll too shot for me, enemies
I′m one of the coldest niggas that you will ever see
I'm one of the coldest niggas that you will ever see
Get to crib, I got nothin′ for thug
My Momma's always been there, but givin′ a f*ck
Finna get robbed, finna get buck
I wish a mothefucker what
Nigga finna rob a Glock
Say what?
Tryna rob me for a stack
Say what?
Finna get the end of yo Glock
Say what?
I think ya betta step on back
Now what?
Niggas on a block with Glock
Say what?
Tryna rob me for a stack
Say what?
Niggas, finna they head cracked
I think ya'll betta step on back
Now what?
F-A-M-I-L-Y, I
Hold me down for the CSI
Poor Mack, I be the one who eat my spinach
Nigga on block path, on tha low, low
Breakin' and poppin′ and droppin′ and snappin'
Eating mines Solos
Ain′t takin' no s**t from nobody
Hell, no, no
Cockin′ tha Glock to aim
Now who's the ho, ho?
′Tis the season to be killin'
When I just blow 'em, the blood be spillin′
And that′s the creme fillin'
Reminise when you hear the caps spillin′
Niggas on the run!
What shoulda been talkin' in the mouth, so much fun
None of us should be trust
Quit he block, grab, stab, we buck
Say what?
Niggas on a block with Glock
Say what?
Tryna rob me for a stack
Say what?
Finna get ya cranium crack
Say what?
I think ya′ll betta step on back
Now what?
Niggas on a block with Glock
Say what?
Tryna rob me for a stack
Say what?
Finna get ya cranium crack
Say what?
I think ya'll betta step on back
Now what?
Niggas on a block with Glock
Say what?
Tryna rob me for a stack
Say what?
Finna get ya cranium crack
Say what?
I think you betta step on back
Now what?
Niggas on a block with Glock
Say what?
Tryna rob me for a stack
Say what?
Finna get ya cranium crack
Say what?
I think ya need to step on back
Now what?
They ain′t ready, what?
They ain't ready for the family
Chi-town
They ain't ready, they ain′t ready
Hell, naw they ain′t ready
They ain't ready for us
