It's the frog walker, kidnapping dog walker, that cook, cut cakes, B -town chicken hawker,

money laundry, D -boy hustling from a crab to a bucket that's thuggin', motherfucker.

Birdman dead in a platinum cutlass, I'll sell it to you, take it back, nigga, motherfucker.

Yeah, he farted, man, he left, known the deal, X -pil smoking dro, when I flip a brick, I'll

swing round your crib, start dropping them chips, cause I'm known uptown for busting

the cliff.

I'm a G for real, homie, ain't no cut on me, cause I'll fly through any hood and heartbreak

some D. Mommy plucking feathers, but know what you're doing, cause when you fucking

with these gangsters, you could be ruined.

Ain't no love on these streets, no picks and chooses, I'm an old school gangster, I know

It's ten of most slugs jumping out my barrel, get your mama knocked off by my De Niro, narcs

me over looking for my heater, gave my redbone bitch my millimeter, at the bar with the niggas

that be gritting off, all tycoon niggas, we be getting off, quails half a chicken's niggas

riding tough, it's sixteen birds in my rent -a -truck, I fuck with the plug, when I'm a fuck with

your manifold, we get it from the mix, hop like Espanol, them boys get behind me high

speed in this Mando, running them up the runway, I got handle, motorbike rough ride like DMX,

ties hugging the concrete like BMX, mess getting money like fuck the feds, spending ten G's

a day like fuck the bread, motherfucker.