Niggas talking in the streets like I ain't sharp

I'm running shit down your parts

Sheets and don don, all I spark

My niggas strapped up like the SWAT

My gorillas got the guap

I got the monkey clips gorilla Glocks

I do this for the whole up top

Nigga he your pops he sell rocks, rocks, rocks

My cluckers don't want bars they want rocks, rocks, rocks

The way I took a nigga bitch he think my collar popped

The way I pull up with the bricks he think I own the block

All my cluckers want the goop and the hard dope nigga

Think he want a eight ball, thats a huncho nigga

If he try serve him on the strip I bet we rob those niggas

Any move I try to hit I bet the squad go nigga

He try to run off the .45 go out Largo with it

Nigga Izzo got the .45 and his bitch still hit it

Still hit, hit, hit.. boy out Largo they hitting

[Cheecho; Shout of my brother man]

We ain't brothers this shit business

[?] ouu we beefing bitch we beefing they some bitches

Nigga Ricky, Cheecho vicious, he pulling up with gorillas

Bumped into Corleone, he was nervous; He out, the dipper

He was like hip my phone; That lil gun shit ain't my business

Go head keep the lil gun, you gon' bullship, you die clicking

He said you know I ain't no gangster, I'm just tryin' get high nigga

But you gotta die nigga, yeah you out of time nigga

All the money all the guns and all the bitches mine nigga

All the hundreds, all the fifties, all the twenties mine nigga

[?] serving crack I do not fuck with dimes niggas

One of my hittas' with the squad gon' spin your block on time nigga

Heard there was money on your head I fuck around and buy it nigga

We got money on the bus, we move the AR's on the bus

Cheecho shot him now he in the cut

Soon as we find him his trap getting bust

It ain't no playing me, I pull the strap out he understand me

You fucking with a goat bitch I'm a [?]