[Verse 1]
Nigga now how you gon fuck wit a playa like me
Smokin' doja weed, keyed wit the Hen
Mic away, tryna make a bitch slave
And on the microphone I leave a trick in a daze
So peep as your boy spit the shit like this
Keep the studio tacked off doja mist
And spit a dose of this P-I-M-P-I-N-G
Hundred percent hog shit for my cuddies and freaks
So nigga peep game, let me get up in your brain
And lay some of you fools on how these soldiers maintain
And mayne it's just that game spit up on that highest level
Up in the ghetto, burning nigga strap, scrap metal
Bucking blade fellows if they comе faulty with curve up in your blood
Sucka back up off me, I'm fucking with the thugs
Sеrving dubs with they mugs on mean
Up on the avenue, up under the trees
[Chorus]
So when you see me on the A-V-E
Fucking with them Mark street click, serving creamy
It's just that hog shit, all up in my veins
Tryna feed you fools brain with game
So when you see me on the A-V-E
Fucking with them Mark street click, serving creamy
It's just that hog shit, all up in my veins
Tryna feed you fools brain with game
[Verse 2]
Now up under the trees you see G's plenty
Some older than thirty and some younger than twenty
But best believe mem I won't deceive thee
When I say these niggas blowin' brains up out beanies
And the cream be poppin' daily
So maybe that baby white girl can get the Chevy dipped with her pearl
Coke white seats with their brand names blown
And if the track keep me fed I put them thangs on
415 with the zap code
And these bitches steady wonder what the strap for
We keep metal for those jealous fellows
You set trip, we empty the clip up on they mob fo dos
Case closed, you already know we throw elbows
Boguarding bail broke, left fifty shells on
The pavement, left you see through like cheese
Fuckin wit the G's up under the trees
[Chorus]
So when you see me on the A-V-E
Fucking with them Mark street click, serving creamy
It's just that hog shit, all up in my veins
Tryna feed you fools brain with game
So when you see me on the A-V-E
Fucking with them Mark street click, serving creamy
It's just that hog shit, all up in my veins
Tryna feed you fools brain with game
[Verse 3]
I be up under the trees on the M-A-R-K
As soon as the dark hit, sick niggas start shit
All up in this ghetto, world this crazy place
Where motherfuckers blast at a crazy face
But that's the way it goes, I eat the rules of the game
Fool, try me and watch thy lose thy teeth to the street or the pavement
With currup in your blood fool, the choppa couldn't save you
That true behavior, keep a nigga on his P's and Q's
I fuck with hogs and dogs, check the fleas and fools nigga
I'm all about my foot a fetti, fuck a brid natty
Breakin' em down in the town, mobbin' Chevys
Fo deep full of mob niggas, sharp niggas
Open up your brains, get up out the top niggas
I fuck with thugs with they mugs on mean
Up on the avenue up under the trees
[Chorus]
So when you see me on the A-V-E
Fucking with them march street click, serving creamy
It's just that hog shit, all up in my veins
Tryna feed you fools brain with game
So when you see me on the A-V-E
Fucking with them march street click, serving creamy
It's just that hog shit, all up in my veins
Tryna feed you fools brain with game