[Intro]
Yo, what you doin' right now?
Fuck, man...
Niggas don't know what pain is, man...
I got 200 needle pokes in my arm, nigga...
[Verse 1]
Who be the source of this rap shit? Us, the bosses
Puerto Rock style, 20 shanks, talk shit
I rock bandanas like a gang member
But I'm an Infamous representative, don't get it fucked up
I need more guns like I need more funds
Like I need more businesses for my dunns
Like I need more vehicles to make more runs
Send a rep to your doorstep, hand on that arms
Sick a dog on your most valuable dunn, it's war
You talk most, we splish-splash the most, wet your clothes
It's fucked up, your uniform got all soaked
Pop niggas like a fish fry, take me for jokes
Silence that bitch, I put one in your throat
Don't provoke, my niggas'll jump, you might croak
And this little ass nigga, funny style nigga
You must got too much alcohol in your system
We bloody sport niggas that love to pick victim – don't be a stat
You should stand back when my Infamous clique come
After I fucks, I piss cum
I spit the illest shit you ever heard of
What's that outfit you rep? I never heard of
Smash y'all niggas like insects, you bugged
The fuck out, like dust from Crazy Eddie
Spaghetti-headed Mobb niggas rhyme deadly
Rock Infamous sweatsuits and like my guns heavy
You ain't ready for a street life nigga, baby
I'm too foul, too grimey
Too much Q.B. is inside me, please rewind me
I'm every blocks theme music, e'ry projects anthem
Every gun's handle, it's on and clap two
[Hook]
Yo...
They could never get enough of it
Yo, that's that shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline
Yo, rock that shit, that real life shit
Makes niggas wanna thug it
They could never get enough of it
Yo, that's my shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline
Yo, rock that shit, that real life shit
Makes niggas wanna thug it
[Verse 2]
To top it off, I'm a pretty gangsta, fly thug
All of my dunns concieted; there ain't a chick more dime than me
I let a ho know quickly
"Sit, bitch, let me put you on the hottest shit, B"
I be the H.N.I.C. of the whole shit
Never let a ho get more than I wanna give
She lucky if she get a pull of the dope (Shit)
Only if she givin' head to the whole clique
Aiyyo, I'm just kiddin', but yo, I'm not playin'
My wolves walk around the whole club, schemin'
Searching for a cutie that like to drink semen
Bring her to the mini-mansion, told me she wanna be a Bunny
Said she like the way I talk dirty
I told her she had potential, talk to Chinky
P the type of vulture to fly a girl wit' me
Outta state, send her back to you on some freak shit
How you stink, make you wanna bust your gun
Mad, 'cause you know a iller nigga fucking your hun
Handle it, what more can I say
Put her on a chain, my dunns too beautiful for her to stay away
[Hook]
They could never get enough of it
Yo, that's that shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline
Yo, rock that shit, that real life shit
Makes niggas wanna thug
They could never get enough of it
Yo, that's my shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline
Yo, rock that shit, that real life shit
Makes niggas wanna thug it
They could never get enough of it
Yo, that's that shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline
Yo, rock that shit, that real life shit
Makes niggas wanna thug
They could never get enough of it
Yo, that's my shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline
Yo, rock that shit, that real life shit
Makes niggas wanna thug it