some shit i did for A.K.A.'s album and i just wrote it for ya'll
Yo yo, its the boy from the roof tops making it hot in the streets//
I’m a jersey nigga that make it hot on some west coast beats//
I’m a strong black wit an even darker mack//
I got bitches suckin me off so much that she damn near drink my hole six pack//
he didn’t move cause of the gun they keep on him//
Now a days niggas put pillow on they raps cause I slept on em//
I put tattoos on white kid’s hand so they can pump they black fist//
Ya’ll need to stop trying cause you ain’t getting no better then this even wit practice//
I’ll give you an open and none of you stupid fuck’ll act on it//
How you gonna make an album and not let me rap on it//
Well I don’t give a fuck I just wanna no how much I get for 12 bars//
You no it would be hot if the crew could role up it 12 new cars//
Look niggas we worse then problems//
Cause if you just that then we can solve um//
Nigga I got more fur on me then a woodland animal//
And my words eat at you so you can call me a cannibal//
theres a drug deal going on//
and if a drug deal go wrong//
and I see that black and white wit that red and blue//
I’ma pull it out and bust acouple shots at you//
Since you the first I’ma be the second//
Any racist rednecks won’t have a chance to recoken//
New rap cats wanna no who I be//
It’s the S-N-I-P//
with an ER that I’m sending niggas too//
I’m this good now imagine me wit the crew//