[Intro]

Come on man!

Out in the street they call it murder

[Verse]

Yo! This where the blocks are known

Rocks get rolled, up and down the cops patrol

So they play the back block, plus; the names are not to know

Not to mention niggas out here snitching so they got to go

Heavy with the rock and snow but I don't play the block with blow

Usually in the lab with a pad blowing tropical

Working on changing the game and making lots of dough

Put my hustle down, throw my muscle 'round

You act food the wolves will come and hunt you down

Prick, we them bird guys where they let them birds fly

Pop, now everything you seeing's from a birds-eye

You niggas aren't hot I see that you're creepin'

I'm an alarm clock to niggas that's sleepin'

Call me an all-star, you cuffing broads I'm with your freak on the weekend

This your wife, I'm just getting my skeet in

He's too Swayze, but you should recognise, I ain't standing next to guys

Any nigga think he on my level will be left to die

Got a mean team but you ain't even seen the best of mine

Get the boy stretched like he ready for an exercise

Pistolvania's what I rep, yes, throw your sets up high

Yeah the beat cold, but the flow got 'em mesmerised

Test the guy, champion flow, I'm moving left to right

Hardest out, nigga the whole city will testify, yeah!

[Outro]

Out in the street they call it murder