[Intro]
This should be played at high volume
Uh
Back from the Nine-Five (Ha)
Shredda, King Shredda (You better tell em man)
Look
[Verse 1]
Watch a nigga swerve, my lungs full of purp
She don't suck dick, all she do is slurp (What?)
Try not to break your heart, but I can't promise it won't hurt (Bah)
And $hredda is a boss, but I still put in that work
And my niggas got that strap ho, they run up in you back door
Or pull a James Holmes and shoot everyone on the back row
Pockets on guap, I got them shells like a taco
Bet you beg for mercy, I ain't talkin Murciélago
I been chasing for hours, money, hoes and power (Huh)
Still ain't worth up a sweat (Huh), so don't hand me a towel (Nah)
She feign on some sour bout to hurt one of these cowards (What?)
Make you eat you eyes so now you movin' vowels through your bowels
And my homies making the goals like the Olympus but your group ain't
Spit poison like scorpion but kicking shit like Lu-Kang
Hoes know my crew name, half the jist and my crew slang
These choppas make these haters look different, no 2 Chainz
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle, look like safari
This a new game, you stuck on Atari
You rappers make me laugh, your antics ain't charming
Don't be a fool, tote tools like I'm farming
Ring the alarm, my flow is alarming
Crew bring thunder, kick doors we storming
Shredda is a sergeant, clips like the army
Please do not test me, this a fair warning
[Verse 2]
Still fighting my demons, these niggas change with the seasons
These haters stay scheming, I guess they didn't believe me
And my whole crew eating, I guess you looking bulimic
My broad say "Give me some money"
I'm like "Bitch, give me a reason!"
I'm chasing the prize, I can see it in my eyes
All I see is gold, my goals can't be disguised
Watch competition draw like flies, pray rappers meet they demise
You speaking to a giant, lil homie I can't be sized
Oh, you thought this was a game, huh?
You said you want the fame, huh?
You the weakest link in the chain, huh?
That's why I got your main chick giving me brain, huh
You want a shot, sniper rifle, can you shoot from long range, huh?
My mom was a saint, so she thought I was a Pastors kid (Preach)
I owed up some money, I'm tryna live extravagant (Yeah)
But I'm like "Lord, forgive me, I know this world is tempting"
That's why I tote fightin' when fuckin' with Hell's advocates
[Chorus]
Concrete jungle, look like safari
This a new game you stuck on Atari
You rappers make me laugh your antics ain't charming
Don't be a fool, tote tools like I'm farming
Ring the alarm my flow is alarming
Crew bring thunder kick doors we storming
Shredda is a sergeant, clips like the army
Please do not test me, this a fair warning