[Produced by Allen Ritter, Boi-1da & Vinylz]
[Verse 1: M.Wade]
Don’t sell bricks but this verse weight
They can’t forget me, first date
Safe to say that running thru rap like topics, First Take
Treat the Burg like a debate desk
Y'all niggas foul so it’s late tecs
Hit your girl with no latex
And it’s kind of ironic how I got that pussy on lock
We practice no safe sex
Got enough bars to test lawyers
Planned this shit like my next voyage
And it never matter where niggas go
Cause they get misery like Tom Sawyer
Painting pickets
Danny Ainge, I sell tickets
Top so lonely I’m hearing crickets
Fuck that mean
Snakes around me but I keep it a bean
Ask these niggas who the fuck you think they came for, nigga me
I guarantee y'all ain’t up yet
I coach killers, Will Muschamp
And niggas praying that the shoe don’t fit
We’ll have ourselves some upsets
Difference is I don’t fuck with rats
Always taught to get the cheese myself
Never been bout that gunplay
But I will squeeze that shit myself
Y'all shit weak, my shit hit the news
If she materialistic, give her these family jewels
Holocaust rap, it ain’t safe for Jews
Never been religious but
I need an Oral Torah for what He brews
Them Latin Kings, vámonos
Niggas smoke scriptures, chronicles
I bring a chick in, take her soul and leave it for my General
Uptown’s where I reside from
In the middle of shit like Malcolm
Got all these niggas like “how come"
Niggas got shot like they down one
[Hook M.Wade]
Know a couples niggas not qualified
Drop 80 bars leave em all quiet
Come around don’t apologize
You my enemy there’s no compromise
Niggas missing when it’s drama time
Money coming yea it’s comma time
Got the game all traumatized
Make a rap nigga commit suicide
[Verse 2: Sherrod]
Niggas hatin' from the back drop
I fuck a girl give her back shots
I spit it raw like a crack rock
I’m Nino Brown with that flat top
Nigga talkin' that hype shit
Til I shank his ass wit an ice pick
Goons show up where you rest at
Better duck down when that tec clap
If a nigga run while bustin' rounds I'mma turn his ass to a wetback
Niggas smoke till y'all face numb
But my .40 sounds like a base drum
Beat a niggas ass like Mayweather
Chrome in your mouth you taste tester
Black latter and that clip full
That shit bark like a pit bull
50 rounds when that drum stop
We bang heavy metal no punk rock
You talk shit that fun stops
Make a nigga disappear like Young Joc
Loading up with that blue steel
Bitches love me I’m too real
If them things hit you you’re lucky
If you get to take five steps like Dru Hill
Some niggas they don’t like me some say that I’m cocky now
Well if I did change that’s my prerogative Bobby Brown
We pull up on your block lurkin' in that Durango
Infrared on that AR got more aim than Django
Niggas mad at how I’m spittin' it
Niggas mad at how I’m gettin' it
Niggas mad that when I see their bitch its guaranteed that I’m hittin it
Most niggas their shits trash
Soft niggas wit they bitch ass
Swear to God I’ll let a clip blast
Hit a nigga with the K like his bitch mad
Most of these dudes don’t really trap
I spit this shit & I don’t really rap
Real niggas we don’t sleep
We count money we don’t count sheep
Coppin whips at the dealership
Cuz we gettin' money & we killin' shit
[Outro]
Niggas stay throwing shots
Nigga we the hottest in the city, fuck a region
Ask if we ain’t take them trips nigga
I paved the way for you nigga
Chea!