Speshal Machinery Conway the Machine & 38 Spesh

[Intro: 38 Spesh]
Nawmsayn? (Huh—Fuck wrong with these niggas, man?)
Yeah (Trust, nigga)
Yeah (Fuck that—we ain't gon' never stop, nigga)
Huh—this my type of shit, man (Y'all niggas in trouble, nigga)
Let's go (Let's go)
Ayo

[Verse 1: 38 Spesh]
Niggas change when the lead drawn
I'm the plug you run off on and end up with your legs gone
Patience short and bread long (Let's go)
I been through a lot of shit in this game, but it made me headstrong (I'm up)
Mink blanket keep the bed warm (Let's do it)
Where I get it from? I got it made, like the Special Ed song (I got it made)
I'm the nigga that the feds on
Might see me with a fluffy French Bulldog, that rare foreign
Huh—I be dead calm
If something's said wrong, I transform to a lead storm (Bang)
Hope you read Psalms
Your future I understand, 'cause gettin' blood on our hands how we read palms
Say a prayer for my dead moms
And my brother; until we back together, I'ma bear arms (I love you)
My shooters know I care for 'em (Let's go)
They treat me like Farrakhan (Uh)
I'm that nigga in rare form
Trust