RETRIBUTION - Intellectual

[Intro]

30-20 is on the air

24-22 [?]

Bad Smith

The definition of a player

A nigga that play hoes, to make the ends meet

You gotta know the game

How it's played, it's all about thinkin' deep

Some gonna cross you out, some gonna smoke you out

But you can talk your ass off

My Glock will break 'em somethin' off proper

I kick it at Raifords where the players at

Bumpin' pimpin' smokin' sacks

With Dre and RayRay hittin' that mask

We love to see these niggas sweat up on our bitches, see

Drizze hit them baby, then we vampin' with them dead G's

Rollin' clean, so now them robbers tryin' to follow us

Fuck number 1, my number 9 will make 'em bite the dust

Pull to the curb, let them hoes hit the backseat

Ballin' 80 miles, one came up short, I pushed her in the street

When I popped the clip in to the Smith n' W-E-double-S-O-N

Ho, I shoot yo fuckin' granddaddy off the porch

Aizzs I get tizzo you get this pizzay, ya' dirty bitch

Take me to a commercial

I'll be back to tell what happen next

Why I can't sleep, I'm still tired but my eyes open

Early in the mornin', under disguise, but I'm still scopin'

Suckers I'ma rob, then jump into my costume

Jack a nigga for a key of yams, then commence to boom

Deals got my bitches on they heels, lookin' out for the clout

Smokin' out the weed and these hoes bring the fuckin' trap

My Glock is cocked to pop and drop, these niggas down to stang me

I release the clip, you slip, I trip and flip you, can't you dig it G?

5-0 creepin' fuck them bitches, mane, we stayin' strapped

Woodlawn, Kney Street, Smokey City, Watkins and Brown

Down sound of the twelve, when them coppers rollin' through

The thicker the killers the rougher the niggas

We comin' straight outta' the North, fool

Meanin' that, slippin' with this pimpin', will get yo' ass sprayed

Mike got the TEC, you least expect it 'cause he got a fade

Awful, ain't it? Backyard niggas down with smokin' hoes

Everything is business, bitch, ain't shit personal