"i ride for the takeover, you thought it was but it aint over
hoppin out of the lac with a knife on ya, given niggas cosmetic makeovers"

"im fallin deeper into the pressure my life is full of stressin
im trapped in a rumble one vest one smith and wesson
my question;
is nigga is you ready to sin
i gotta plot but if it flop then its the federal pen
now think again speakin up on a federal heist
and it wont be nothin nice if this dont go down right
but if we land switch up the heat 500 huned grand
250 thousand a peice to feed the fam
whats happin? i need to know now before it go down
dont act like no hoe now nigga we go the whole round"

5 bitches on my dick...cuz im thuggin
ten bitches on my dick...cuz im hustlin
thirty bitches on my dick...im gettin money
i got alotta bitches but iont ever fuck em

blunted as fuck and im lovin to buck the bustas watch they ass get caught
fuck yo family yo bitch yo click and fuck the motha fuckin cop
that doin his job while im tryin 2 rob, bitches please get off my dick
gotta be makin the cake n the bread n the cheese n the motha fuckin chips
makin da money im stabbin yo tummy and jammin it in for what you got
bleedin im leavin real calmly breathin lightin up the fuckin crop
smokin i open the 40 of oe u no me n now im bout to chill
snortin da lines and im smokin da lime sacks of da fuckin kill

You know what it is nikka you know how I rocking new J's Gucci Frames nikka You know how I rocking big thangs bust your brains nikka you now hw I rocking......
Blocks I be coping 28's I be droppin in the kitchen whiping twisting nikka u know how I rocking Got bout four twelves knocking got them 24's Choping color fliping candy driping nikka you know how I rocking... nikkaz baller blocking cuz there baby momma jocking If they nikkaz keep on barking that three.five.seven sparking hitting bitches hitting snitches nikka you know how I rocking I aint just talkin bodies droping nikka u noe how I rocking I aint slipping I be gripping nikka you noe how I rocking I go buy out the bar n have them moet bottles poping got that fucking waitress moping nikka you know how I rockin They wonder how I rocking all this crown holder I be droping got that coke stright flopin I done started now im not stoping nikka you know how I rocking This for my dog Low Low went down for Guning Young head bussa since we started nikka u know how we rocking.....

take a look around you, dont you notice something is different?
well something besides a two ton verse landing is imminent!
study bar form increments super guerrilla militant
smoking shards made from poisonous silicates
push me and ima push you, shoot me and and ima shoot you
well im dumbfounded which one of your arterys do i cut thru!
see you can walk like you carrying weight,
give you a sample of the real deal now you scared straight
already emptying the tills as i grab some chips and a beer
"i gotta gun in my waist? yo who put this here?"

Blowin by the onces, sellin them by the pound
Im on a higher learnin
My mind in the clouds
Above the influence
Mind blowin lik the wind
So it is neva current
makin these hoes take a bite
out of this bad apple
Like im a serpent
Turnin any gud girl bad
And any bad girl insane
Wit this long sweet dick
She call it sugar cane
Taste this sugar rain
M O E its moe money gang

ayo i swear im never seen sober, smokin green doja
take another hit shit pass me tha steam rolla
whenever we roll up please know we got that weed rolled up
so fresh so clean sippin on some lean soda
so please believe we only smoke tha best weed
straight drop a dro, no, i ont see no sess seeds
blunts n bongs seem to make my mind secede
into a atime where all life is stress free

dirty nasty crumb crew aint no tellin what the coke and rum do
have the weed ready when i come thru
HD vision with some tight eyes cooking channel live with some white pies
in between nice thighs;
so smooth so clean like a glasshouse
but i can get gutta wid it shoot shit and smash out
its poppin off when we got two groups
give two fucks about ya new coupes; 15 pound slide chews troops
stoppin all that bullshit you tryna make cool
ratchet heater tryna make you do a full split "ooooo"

snatchin out your pacemaker group of hellraisers
weedman jumpin out the back of a 99 trailblazer
killa coke straight off the boat killa rhymes straight off my throat;
my killas straight off the dope
walk up in the place pass me a brewed cup
this niggas hatin cuz i like my shit screwed up
every time i pull up boys flee the scene
catch him sleepin and bust like a wet dream

fuck u fast i fuck u slow
let nut blast up on you hoe
plant a seed i make you bleed when i be in that pussy hole
hit that shit from front and back
sober or wit blunt and jack
fuckin and u suckin got that shit that have u runnin back
call me cuz u love dat dick, call me cuz i rub that clit
so dam good and got da wood that have yo ass cummin quick
get a bitch real fuckin wet, fuck u feel that pussy stretch
leave you sprung wit dick and tounge and thats a motha fuckin bet

^sum shit 2 get ur momma wet

appetite for amphetamines cuz i murder in slow motion
bumps of greenjackets when im synthesizing snow potions
skitzo with a pistol .38 bustin when im pissed off
american nightmare when my wrist cannon coughs
go hard for the lifestyle but even harder for the cheddar
go hard for the knife file but but even harder for the head splitter
leave you bleedin slumped over the steering wheel lifeless
dont give a fuck attitude yo this shit is priceless

bumpin down the turf on some flames
waistband tucked and homie im heavy in the game
hollerin whats up folk whats up dude
never gonna stop shit up still buckin pirus
selling Maui on the ground at all times
folk game till the day that im down
hollerin whats up folk whats up dude
never gonna stop shit up still buckin pirus

NO PROGRESSION, SO U STANDIN STILL/
EYE FOR EYE, TIT FOR TAT IN DA LAND OF THE TRILL/
HELLA SOBER DRIVIN RECKLESS WHEN BEHIND THE WHEEL/
2 WHITE CUPS FULL OF ICE FINNA POP A SEAL/
DA WAY IM GRIPPIN ON THE WOOD, ITS LIKE I COPPED A FEEL/
PAUSE, NO HOMO, NICCA THIS IS HOW IT IS/
THEY SAY I RAP LIKE I EVEN FROM THE GREAT STATE/
3 IN THE MORNING, RIDING SLOW, JAMMIN GREY TAPES/
DIS BIG CUP FULL OF PURPLE IT GRAPE APE/
GRINDING ON A DAILY, GOTTA MAKE SURE MY CAKE STRAIGHT/
YOU BOYS CLAIM TO SPIT CRACK/ BUT YA BASE FAKE/
STRUGGLIN CUZ U STRESSIN BOUT SOME PAPER THAT YOU CANT MAKE/
GONE RUN YA DICK SUCCAS GET YA FACE ATE/
THE TRUTH IS IN THE BUILDING, TELL DEM OTHER FUCCAS VACATE/
HOW YA FEEL WHEN YA OWN CRIB AINT SAFE/
YOU CAN KEEP DA 22, MY KINS BUST A GRAY GAUGE!

THEY DONE LET ME IN THE FLOW CHAMBER, AMONGST STRANGERS,
NO FEAR, BOY IM HEARTLESS, I KNOW BANGERS,
IM GOING IN BOY, I KNOW DANGER, NEVER BEEN AFRAID
TO COME OFF OF THE DOME WIT THE FLOWS, PLAYA IM TEXAS MADE.
STILL CREASING MY DENIMS, TAPER FADES, FRESH SACE SHADES,
COMING DOWN LIKE 98, 4 IN A SPICEWOOD LEMONADE,

aint no tellin what im gonna do if i catch you slippin
paranoid n pissed off when im glock trippin
sidestep the bullshit; go straight for the cannon
hit the water n squeeze chrome till theres a slob set famine
buckin in the duece 8 duckin in the rain state
pluckin niggas lives like cards nigga you better shoot straight
i need that dank i need that drank oh and maybe bring the mask
cuz there aint no tellin what we get into off that PCP laced grass

Round The Way Young Tedder Street Nikka Thats Me Fresh Fade Gucci Loks Red Monkeys White Tee
My Bape Apes Cuz Im Siting In Ah Donk Paint Wetter Than The Rain King Kong In The Trunk
I Be Dope Boy Fresh Dog I Smell Like Money N That Shit Around My Neck Gotz Your Gal On My Dick
Ima Product Of The Hood So The Streets Respect Me On That Microwave Shit You Wanna Eat Come Catch Me!!!!!
I Stay Fly Homie And I Stay Trappin Stright Drop Grind Nikka FUCK Rapping
You Noe What It Is You Noe How I Rockin Nikka Out On Bail But A Young Nikka Cocking
Rubber Ban Money Shoe Box Stash Pussy Nikka Cross I Put That Tone On His Ass Nikka Fly As A Bird Try And Get Serve Crossed My Kind You'll Gone Learn Leave Your Ass In Curve

mayne hold the fuck up

"watch out for the knock out; niggaz creep with the tops out
im a highschool dropout;
im the type of nigga to get high like a airplane without a parachute ima jump out!
like a filthy floor niggaz get mopped out
so bring the broom AKA the street sweeper im on the creep bumpin key loom
motherfuckers that will hit you with the broom you dont wanna make the news
so you better kickbox like "pew" sellin your tape ina raggady ass tracksuit
fuck your tattoos and everything they stand for
the last nigga that tried to fade done got his eggs trampled and manhandled
clap with the back of the strap handle for gamblin
we folkin and panderin while you slippin in sandles man
terrorize your caravan we bang and hit em up
and what ever they say it is they claim we make em spit it up"

iam grilled out , few tattoos iam just a average goon but on the mic i cause havoc my flow is fantastic i got flip screens in the ride i guess the acrobatic.
smokein like a forest, IQ OF A genius iam throw back like sonic, my green is bionic.

bitch I'm not a king but I'm sittin on a throne
shittin on hatas from a distance
they got the consistence of a clone
if I got the GooDy in my pocket I ain't talkin bout a comb
I can freestyle on my phone
grab the mic or pimp the pen
either way it's goin on
a scale of 1 - 5 I'm a 10
I ain't hangin wit my friends
I'm grindin hard and gettin paper
money on my mind wit no time for a hater.....

im yellin fuck yall with a stiff lip niggas on that bitch shit
prolly got the heart to blast but know you aint gonna hit shit
fuck with real killas do wig splits so miss me with them kick games
and i stay puttin in more work then penitentiary with a chain gang
and northern cali where i used to gangbang folked up and get stupid
cock the heater back and blow a arrow through your chest like cupid
off a blue pill with the blue steel in my index itchin
and im feelin myself eastside to the "SG" crippin
so if you slippin you gon get bucked and ripped out the duece quick
and if you set trippin out the red rag get a slug thru your red fit
we true shit;
turn your mark ass to swiss cheese
raised in them dayz-no discussion nigga click clack squeeze
cuz runnin your mouth ill have you takin a dump in the shithouse
like fat tone we bringin it to your baby mamas mamas house
G-Talkin official we pressin the issue and blowin your dome back
only evidence at the crime scene was your brain grisle on your doormat

dog i feel pressure like the corner of the ring
envy & animosity cuz id rather do my own thing
don't try to stop me ima rise like a king
remember 6th grade when i lost my black diamond ring
this rap shit means nothin to me
just music with bass from the trunk to the seats
& i like my mind cloudy off the keif like a mindbender
if i aint done it i saw it but aint no fuckin pretender
i just wanna live till the reaper comes for me
till im on that gurney, man life is a journey
that gets worse before it gets better, i dream of
carefree livin like mice dream about big blocks of cheddar
how could i dream after i woke up? don't cook coke up
still got my eyes on the prize without losin focus
see there's folks in my town that just lost hope
inspirational questions i ask, like "what's broke?"

Only right we stay cool, AC stayin frozen,
Nope I'm neva posin, game given not chosen,
If a fight breaking out, something gettin broken,
Guarantee its not me, outwit, thought provoking.

smoke purp errday.

got a tight flow like closely packed molecules
couldn't be more down to earth if I was grass blade follicles
the way they hate makes my side hurt but only because they so comical
I'll wreck the mic and plow through ya like a mutha fuckin brahma bull
and you couldn't get the scene wet if it took place in a pool
big j pullin up I won't pull ya hoe but I'll sho' make her drool
shinnin is a habit and the grindin make it happen
but it's hard to keep from snappin so I smoke an spit dis rappin
ventilate and relieve the stress wit tons of potent hashy sess
I ain't the type to be trappin
but I'll leave ya stuffed between some mattresses……

Neva cease fire, even if it means slaughter,
No death, no dishonor, wont make me a martyr.
My shots just got hotter, ether, line up a mass cure
Projectiles not cancer, a hip-hop massacre,
When all that's holey 'ready hidden in da hopper?
Simply matter of fact, TRUTH facts of the matter,
We been headed right herr since them days o' Hammer.
While the south was bout THAT SOUF, east bout their blammas
Then Grand Wizard came along, fucked us wit white power
Now we all evolved to fuck hip hop wit that powder.

life is just a different story
thinkin fuck these haters and all there glory
im trying to repent on this holy grail
diss me or not u wont see me fail
im breakin down the gar as my sisters death has my face pale
its wutever now, its all well
this my ocean bitch and im the killer whale
my money and pockets startin to swell
like my money jus got hit in tha face
dead presidents resurrected for my nightmares sake
please embrace this flow as my drool falls to the lake
its nothing like it used to be back in the way
we got different styles and others ways for our pay
im grindin as u sit down waiting on santas day

It's that boy Zan riden slow in the Chevy six bricks in the back so ya boy sitten heavy hittin licks on the daily pick them boys off bitch call me champ Bailey pulled a girl same color tom brady everythings cool but that bitch better pay me ima stay g keep doing my thang northside stay holding gucci shades and swangs staying true staying real cock back my steel so them jackaz know the deal ride coupe deville or maybe Lincoln fuck ten grand a whole mill what I'm thinking keep on flowing call me the fucking river pop my trunk and make jack frost shiver colder then a blizzard chop ya like a blender de soto block bender number one continder call me mike tyson but I pull the glock fuck all the fighting my click stay riden till the sun come up I'm sip this four in that styrofoam cup maaaaan holdddddd uppppp

Switching lanes on the feeder strapped desert eagle I'm so gangsta bitch call me bugsy seagal nobody equal killing this flow till the end steady stacking ends up and down Iten talking bout moving the stain flippin bricks countin chips moving them thangs sittin high on swangs as I cruise thru the nawf ain't trippin ride all the way back to that souf stay connected just reppin Houston Texas riden in my Lexus hoes can't test this can't fade me hopped out the Lexus jumped into Mercedes I'm eigtheen in the game bitch pay me never been lazy white slim shady I'm number one yeah Tracy mcgrady.

this ain't ya average random cypher , where's my lighter
grab ya popcorn an recliner , I'll serve ya up like a diner
all about my cabbage an mic ravaging
grabbin the grain an brain dismantling
man we clean as a limousine head cleavin like guillotines
you can't stand the sheen cuz I shine like a beam
I'm not Charlie but I seem to gleam like a star and blind the scene
I'm a grind machine workin on a time machine
go back a few years tryin to clean up a few things
wishin that I woulda , never could or even shoulda
but I did and can't change it
now i got memories that I can't put up.......

Rap tactics developed like a Navy Seal Veteran
Precise like math you variables I'm greater than/
Verbals can infiltrate and utterly decimate
Lyrical chi shifts tectonic plates
Causin earthquakes when I meditate/
I'm bringin more terror than terrorist in September
Bringing your bars down like 9/11 remember?/
Short temper I leave the stage looking like ground z-ro
I kill em and get away like OJ with Shapiro/

Im never caught slipping that's in the game ima stay on top of shit call me a great dane swang to that nawf main infered beam so these jackaz never outta range

Ride off Ford ranger
Put you boys in danger
When the rap game slow I depend on my pager
Sharp like a razor
Cut you like a taper
Call me a printer cuz I'm all about the paper
Spitting this off the top of my head
Strapped infered
Leave ya click dead
Ain't from the souf but I still ride red
Straight out the stead
44 till the end
Hit iten
Flow cold like the wind
Boulevards I bend
Breaking em off
Smoking dro mixed wit hash but I don't cough

Lol looks krunk

unrelenting desire to air out ya chestpeice
passed out on your porch nigga wonder where will your vest be
lets use the gauge as compass and start dumping them heatseekers
im from where they open you up for some fuckin 100 dollar sneakers
tooted up fryed out with that nigga big love
i speciallize in gassin niggas and business transactions of drugs
your gums keep flapping and the SKS clapping off a whole clip
man down time to stomp and thats when all the niggas jump out the whip

see ima pop anotha pill, get a bag of northwest green heat
swisher sweet stay wrapped like "Js" on the toes of my "feet"
feelin like mike tyson after chomping on a fools head
equipped to maintain alotta pot like a marijuana toolshed
niggas know i dont pay the full price;
i pimp the sheep n sell the same "wool" twice

I gotta reputation for puttin it down on tha mic.
So sick wit it, when i spit it, i dont sound like I'm white.
So if you aint ready to scrap, then get outta my sight.
'For i hitcha wit my left,& knock you out wit my right.
Im in a big body, while yall ride around on a bike.
I know yall see tha real shit that's surroundin my life.
Im tha type to C-Real i hope ya like what i say.
If so, i may spit a flow, to brighten up ya day.
I eat rhymes like children eat sweets.
Lyrical combination hit ya like a 3 piece.
I can hit up tha flow, just gimme a G beat.
Me & rap go together like a test witha cheat sheet.
I aint a freestyle pro, nor a freestyle king, I'm just a white guy, who grabs tha mic, & wrecks to anything.
We gorillaz on our team, got guns with many beams.
Runnin thru yo hood like tha Lord of tha Rings!!
So pardon me please, can you hand back tha keys?
To tha lexus sittin in parkin lot on 23s.
Ok I'm lyin, tha keys to tha grand pre.
Came in here empty handed, but I'ma leave wita grammy...

You ever have a nigga named 'Date Rape' fogging up the nape of ya neck?

Fag ass Niggas, oh wack ass Niggas, back up Fo I pop you boy's, with these hot ass toys, ain't playing no games with you sorry ass lames, run and hide ya face, Fo I bust up in ya place, jack you Niggas oh friendly ass Niggas, crime speaks bitchassness leaks, gay ass Niggas can't fuck with me at yall peaks!