yeah nigga lets go
ayo


I keep the steel so u can partake uzis
And u only talk gangsta when criticizin the scarface movie
Suspect, cause i keep the bird in the sheets
And u livin a B2K life cause u get served in the streets
Shells are envious so the shottis dangerous
the only thing u spray is mixed fruit body fragrance
Listen i shoot ya brains out thats my proclamation!!!
or we can take ya organs out like its operation
u niggas better sharpen up u no good players
or find three holes in u like u notebook paper
leave ya body parts in a lifeless pile
u a toothpaste nigga all u good for is priceless smiles
ya rhymes are lackin lyrical skill so im gettin tired
you like a dragon with a clogged up esophagus cause u not SPITTEN FIRE

ITS NOTHIN KID