Perfect Match - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Thought I told you muthafuckas underground is where I’m at

One hand I got a clip, other hand I got my gat

Put that bitch together and it’s lookin’ like a perfect match

I can’t trust nobody so yours truly always got my back

True to the game comin’ up wasn’t easy G

Had to watch my partners more than any of my enemies

Foot up in ya ass if you really tryin’ play me trick

Jump like you want some gon and make a move ya bitch

Lesson One: Grab yo gun, carry 'case the shit is thick

When it hit the fan gon’ and blam hope u make it quick

Lesson Two: Nothin’ new never put ya trust in fools

9 times outta ten man them niggas turn on you

Lesson Three: Be a G, always gotta keep it real

Beat a sucka down, it don’t always gotta be the steel

Lesson Fo': Yo' M.O, never cross me out my dough

'Less you wanna end up as a fuckin John Doe

Sawed off in the back, grab that bitch and then I let it rip

Foot up in yo ass if you really tryna play me trick

Sawed off in the back, grab that bitch and then I let it rip

If his ass don’t pass, then he pullin' shots up out his hip

Don’t try to gank me bitch, you know a pimp come equipped

Still shootin' first, layin' jealous niggas in a hearse

Muthafuck an ambulance gon and put him in the dirt

Suckas never put in work talkin' bout a net worth

Sell out slave, neva paid I'ma snatch ya chain first

Getcha ya knees dirty for the shop, cuz we stay on top

Of yo neck, if you disrespect, we gone have to check

You off the hit list, bitch you betta listen

Chrome thang glisten, right before u mission

Chromosomes taste the tone, EZ Come, EZ Go

Sawed off in the back, grab that bitch and then I let it rip

Foot up in yo ass if you really tryna play me trick

Sawed off in the back, grab that bitch and then I let it rip

If his ass don’t pass, then he pullin' shots up out his hip

Don’t try to gank me bitch, you know a pimp come equipped