Bell rings…skools out
U know wut that means,
Rollin green, dope feins
At Alexandras scene
Got the ball n the blunt,
Ready for ya ta get skooled, we don’t front
So step up and get made into a fool
We be the dream team, lean mean
Always got the cream, seventeen
Still making all the bitches scream
And if u challenge our court
Your scores sure to come up short
We got Donnie on defense, myles with the shot
Sean’s rready to oop ya, and ryans dribblin hot
So bring it bitches, who ever wants to go
We’ll rob the ball and you pockets
And ya wont even know

CORUSE
Weekdays we smoke blunts
Weekends we get drunk
2 ounces n 16 26ers a month
no matter how stoned, drunk or fucked we get
we’ll still kill, play ill at ALEXANDRAS NET