Filling it
One wrong move I'm spinning it
Stone cold stunner 'cah a man done finished it
They caught
Over there and spiniached it
Black man timing I still might **** him
Grey dons too cause theres no white privilege
They know my ting stop all the lying
Squeeze first my index starts fidgeting
Genna and Federer slide on them toosie
Violent and ridin' them niggas are coochie
Levels my devils are badder than Boosie
Rain on them give them one extra like Snoochie
Can't ever talk loosely
Still throwin' two G's in the air like we're Gucci
They're sayin' I'm bookey
Ready or not here I come like the Fugees
Man rock with the stick tryna click that hit that
Make a opp boy feel the kickback
****- off bells make a big man sit back
Don't puff up your chest like you're sick akh
This big dotts get your forehead split akh
They run with speed when they hear that dispatch
Buck Broadday you're pissed akh
Bad one big back love the way I hit that
Couldn't let bro go so I had too
Can't go without sweets like a fat yute
Two stick up in the forest it's not bamboo
Heard he died in his place like a statue froze
And my niggas drop guys like boat
And we do instant rebuttals
Really took a gun to your block for a scuffle
Got the Glock with a muzzle when it bangs it's subtle
Ba- ba- back it aim it
Rondo only points where their brain is
Lost one lost himself so I shaved it
MaliStrip we murder our paigons
Last time I heard I got spun
Who cares I was on the with a gun
I've jumped out calm like Broski don't run
But everyone runs when the gunman comes
Used to fly OT with the bakin' soda
But now I'm in the game man
I'm takin' over
Scrape that pot bro scrape that yola
Now I'm goin' nuts but it ain't Granola
Had coke but it ain't no cola
I'm tapped man I'm straight bipolar
Mask on my face but it ain't Corona
A real bad boy that's my main persona
Some rounds and dirty straps
From a young boy I was tapped with a mash
The day that we film pull up hop out bang
Had one in my bag
Don't try run catch one in your back
See what they chat on the 'net it's wass
Get outside you little grass
Catch a rat whack a rat
Ayy we got the ends on lock
Ayy we got the ends on lock
Fill up the car with waps and shanks
Bang we make the skengs dem pop
Grrt put all your friends on tops
Up that **** make your friends dem drop
Big ZK on my young boy's waist
And he can't wait to attend them drops
I- I- I wish that I was in Marbs
I wish that I was in Nappa
Feds said I'm a broad day suspect
They said that I'm an active ganger
Went right spun that block and then I went left
My shanks can't fit in my sleeve
Send me the addy that's corn on them
Hold up let me switch that
Man buck an opp man ching that ying that
Or I bine him slime him
Can't wait till another one drops it's all timin'
I'm MaliStrippin'
With my darg but his heart's in the kitchen
I'm out when it's dark
But it's calm when we're kitsch in
Don't ask me to party I'm graftin' I'm missin'
This flick's too small like Tiny
Bells for the botty come wam like Mufta
Talk on my name man then what happens
I step and bench and I make guys suffer
I'm nothin' like others in the industry
Talk mad then I'm goin' on a yingin' spree
I was in the T had to flip the Z
Remember when I see and he hid from me
Dance- dance- dance on the pack
I don't dance on the pack
I might just give it them raw
Nitnats pile up smackheads line up
Come here and visit the store
Young days man pray for a ramby
I'm steppin' out scatty to different blocks
Feds concerned how I kept composure
They couldn't tell if I did it or not
Fumez The Engineer
