Stick This Tone DVRST

[Intro: Caller & Project Pat]
Hello, hello?
Man, Pat, what's up, man?
What's up, nigga
Man, these niggas done came up in the motherfuckin' crib and got me for my shit, dog
Yeah, man, uhhh
What if I told you, I was that nigga
Man, quit playin' though, for real though, man
No, you ain't hearin' me dog
I got your motherfuckin' shit, nigga
What the fuck you gon' do about it?
Fuck you, nigga, I'll see you, boy

[Verse 1: Crunchy Black]
See, I could hit-a hit-a, stick-a stick-a, get a nigga fast
I'm kickin' in some doors, I'm puttin' a nigga on his ass
And if he talkin' trash, I put him in a bag
A body-fuckin'-bag, man, I shoulda wore a mask
I stick-a, stick-and move, I body-body bruise
I break the fuckin' law and I ain't playin' with you fools
You gotta attitude, now watch me use my tool
I lock and fuckin' load and let that motherfucker loose (Blaow)

[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
I know this nigga, who got punked out after every class
He was a bitch in school and now, he tote a gun and badge
Put on a uniform and now he think, he super bad
Man, fuck your vest, you still get laid to rest, under the grass
I do not give a fuck because you are a officer
I put you in your coffin, sir, you fuckin' with a slaughterer
Some police don't serve protective
They bangin' pussy in projects
Some niggas pay him off, to sell they dope around his set