Yeah.
Ha-ha.
It's your boy, Scales.
Off the top.
M.O.
West Records.
Ayo, you know I'm a killer, right?
Freestyle.
M.O.S.
hard, we ballin', fuckin' with the team, leave your brains like porridge.
Just notice that there ain't no other artists that be fucking with the largest weed of all day.
These niggas wildin' I'm lookin' like a million bucks Laid back, chillin'
I got a million sluts.
That's a million mutts.
I got a million bucks.
Sign the deal.
Shit is real.
A million trucks.
Yeah.
And I be rapping on the freestyle all day.
Niggas know how I get it down.
M.O.S.
We in the hood, got the sickest sounds.
Top spot, so niggas know I'm about to stick around.
Yeah, I straight body the verse, get the hearse.
Matter of fact, this shit is down in the dirt.
And let a nigga act up, all them clowns could get murked.
Cause there's money on spot, I like the sound of them words.
M.O.S.
Heart, we ballin', fuckin' with the team, leave your brains like porridge.
Just notice that there ain't no other artist that be fuckin' with the largest weed of heart, eh?
M.O.S.
Hart, we ballin', fuckin' with the team, leave your brains like porridge.
Just notice that there ain't no other artists that be fucking with the largest weed out hardest.
I knock his lights out, leave him pitch black.
We the hardest niggas out, I know you feelin' that.
More money, more time, that's all we need.
The drop of down, rum and coke and a little bit of lime.
Boy, you better stop that, ain't your time.
Keep running your mouth.
And I'ma make it that I'm hard as a bat, you soft as a cat.
Going to get my bacon back.
I'm good in the hood like raging rats.
Killer inside like Casey Affleck.
M.O.S.
Heart, we ballin', fuckin' with the team, leave your brains like porridge.
Just notice that there ain't no other artists that be fuckin' with the largest weed of heartache.
M.O.S.
Hart, we ballin', fuckin' with the team, leave your brains like porridge.
Just notice that there ain't no other artists that be fucking with the largest, we the hardest.
