[Chorus: Lord Infamous & T-Rock]
You can test me on the block, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
You can be a cop or a narc, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
You will never close my shop, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
Might feel the pop pop pop, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
[Verse 1: T-Rock]
Look, wake up in the morning feeling like a million dollars
I ain't got a million dollars but I still feel rich
Everybody riding with me and if you against me
You the opposition and my shooters will kill quick
Robbing niggas ain't the business and if you attempt it
You will be a witness to that murder kill kill shit
There's a bloodline of warriors behind mе
So if you triumph there's some shit you still gotta dеal with bitch
Suckers who don't know about the game but they wanna try to run the ball
Y'all niggas will get blitzed
Kidnap your girlfriend when the war come and you try to shoot at me I use her for a shield little bitch
Half y'all claiming to be real, ye ain't honorary
You the one I'm gonna bury for profit that's monetary
Under light of the planet teaching the way of the warrior to the real Gs, welcome to the monastery
I acquire the power and couldn't trust anybody just like the money was the woman I was gonna marry
My Cadillac is a convertible, I pull up to the light and drop down like my bitch with the commissary
MacyO told me to go so I'm going bar wildings
I'm rock solid, I am not Midas
And when they play with our money we cock rockets on the ave
Let 'em know they fucking round with the top shotters
Killa gang, killa gang, killa gang
I done seen murder and survived from the trigga mane
Fuck a bodybag, adversaries get wrapped in cellophane
Defcon when I let the milli bang
You can throw a whole lot of shots at a punching bag while the real nigga, he gon' hit back
Eye for an eye, spit in mine I'ma put yours out
There's a lot of shit come with that
You can test me on the block, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
You can be a cop or a narc, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
You will never close my shop, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
Might feel the pop pop pop, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
[Verse 1: T-Rock]
Look, wake up in the morning feeling like a million dollars
I ain't got a million dollars but I still feel rich
Everybody riding with me and if you against me
You the opposition and my shooters will kill quick
Robbing niggas ain't the business and if you attempt it
You will be a witness to that murder kill kill shit
There's a bloodline of warriors behind mе
So if you triumph there's some shit you still gotta dеal with bitch
Suckers who don't know about the game but they wanna try to run the ball
Y'all niggas will get blitzed
Kidnap your girlfriend when the war come and you try to shoot at me I use her for a shield little bitch
Half y'all claiming to be real, ye ain't honorary
You the one I'm gonna bury for profit that's monetary
Under light of the planet teaching the way of the warrior to the real Gs, welcome to the monastery
I acquire the power and couldn't trust anybody just like the money was the woman I was gonna marry
My Cadillac is a convertible, I pull up to the light and drop down like my bitch with the commissary
MacyO told me to go so I'm going bar wildings
I'm rock solid, I am not Midas
And when they play with our money we cock rockets on the ave
Let 'em know they fucking round with the top shotters
Killa gang, killa gang, killa gang
I done seen murder and survived from the trigga mane
Fuck a bodybag, adversaries get wrapped in cellophane
Defcon when I let the milli bang
You can throw a whole lot of shots at a punching bag while the real nigga, he gon' hit back
Eye for an eye, spit in mine I'ma put yours out
There's a lot of shit come with that
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