[Verse 1: G4 Jag]
I come from a block where them niggas test you
Your word [?] then them fiends’ll be playing Guess Who?
Salty-ass bitches is good to turn into pretzels
You can catch a nigga Auntie buying work from a nephew
That’s the foundation, my lick sick, I’m around patients
The bit-off-fire [?] god, you think that I found Satan
Just a young nigga, out-of-town pounds with the pound wavin’
You niggas was out dating, my niggas was trial dating
You enjoy the Os, when it come to [?] bitches, see I got more of those
You’re queen nasty, come to that brain? She on the Honor Roll
I’m just a King, salute to Masta Ace, I was Born to Roll
Nothing was given, gave ‘em bridges, see I paid all the tolls
Ask my mama, pay my bills, I was getting weighed out
Niggas getting cooked, I don’t care if they’re on a stakeout
Left my mama’s house at 17 and I stayed out
I don’t care if they out-pay long as I get to pay out
I love when rappers start doing all the drug talk
Fake-ass big old Cubans doing the plug walk
G4, I’m in the gutter, that’s where the mud’s taught
‘94 wave, come swim, nigga, we love sharks
Uh, 1994 wave, come swim, nigga, we love sharks
[Verse 2: Ampichino]
Looking through these Gucci’s it’s about that time
To get [?], top [?], TEC-9s
Block movement, them is replica watchers
Acting like he got gouda, he a correctional officer
I’m deep like the minds, I think I lost it
The streets dry, sleep with my iron and flying saucers
I see why they throw peace signs and leak minds
Discrete beast, leave stains on your sheets like cheap wine
Get your cash up, fool, and cop heavy
In hazmat suits we been cuttin’ up fetty
I’m deadly like a boa constrictor, pour up some liquor
Tore up your trap, start a mini war with you niggas
Encore, [?] out a dinner roll
Looking through my peripheral vision, cooking up chemicals
My flow is the pinnacle
Identical to drug lords and career criminals
I come from a block where them niggas test you
Your word [?] then them fiends’ll be playing Guess Who?
Salty-ass bitches is good to turn into pretzels
You can catch a nigga Auntie buying work from a nephew
That’s the foundation, my lick sick, I’m around patients
The bit-off-fire [?] god, you think that I found Satan
Just a young nigga, out-of-town pounds with the pound wavin’
You niggas was out dating, my niggas was trial dating
You enjoy the Os, when it come to [?] bitches, see I got more of those
You’re queen nasty, come to that brain? She on the Honor Roll
I’m just a King, salute to Masta Ace, I was Born to Roll
Nothing was given, gave ‘em bridges, see I paid all the tolls
Ask my mama, pay my bills, I was getting weighed out
Niggas getting cooked, I don’t care if they’re on a stakeout
Left my mama’s house at 17 and I stayed out
I don’t care if they out-pay long as I get to pay out
I love when rappers start doing all the drug talk
Fake-ass big old Cubans doing the plug walk
G4, I’m in the gutter, that’s where the mud’s taught
‘94 wave, come swim, nigga, we love sharks
Uh, 1994 wave, come swim, nigga, we love sharks
[Verse 2: Ampichino]
Looking through these Gucci’s it’s about that time
To get [?], top [?], TEC-9s
Block movement, them is replica watchers
Acting like he got gouda, he a correctional officer
I’m deep like the minds, I think I lost it
The streets dry, sleep with my iron and flying saucers
I see why they throw peace signs and leak minds
Discrete beast, leave stains on your sheets like cheap wine
Get your cash up, fool, and cop heavy
In hazmat suits we been cuttin’ up fetty
I’m deadly like a boa constrictor, pour up some liquor
Tore up your trap, start a mini war with you niggas
Encore, [?] out a dinner roll
Looking through my peripheral vision, cooking up chemicals
My flow is the pinnacle
Identical to drug lords and career criminals
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