[Verse 1: King T]
Six in the mornin', awakened by a knock on my door
Grabbed my fo-fo' before I put my feet on the floor
And yelled "Who is it?", peeped through my blind just a smidget
My nigga Bone stood in some cold black lizards
"What's up?" "Nigga how ya been, what ya doin'?"
"Ah, some niggas havin' problems with my money so I flew in
You know this kid Juan, got a sista named Chatan?
Live up in the Palms sellin' chronic by the tons"
"As ya mention, he got that woodgrain Expedition
60's tried to kill him but they missed him
They said that nigga got a big mouth, boastin' 'bout some hustlers
That he hit from down south, what's that all about?"
"That nigga's crazy, show me where he hang, it's all gravy
Put on some clothes, I'm double parked in my Rolls and niggas hate me"
"I feel ya baby, let me grab this linen
And slip on these sandals with the ostrich all in 'em"
"Man call them stripper hoes, tell 'em call all they people
I hear that nigga hidin' out, trickin' at the Nikko"
"Don't worry 'bout a thing," "Yeah I need to calm down"
"Well let me grab some Mary Jane, get higher than a plane"
"Do you still got that Glock that I gave you on the block?
Some funk was 'bout to pop then you ran up in that spot"
"Ah shit, I forgot all about that heat Bone
I got the stash spot in my Brougham," "Well nigga it's on"
Six in the mornin', awakened by a knock on my door
Grabbed my fo-fo' before I put my feet on the floor
And yelled "Who is it?", peeped through my blind just a smidget
My nigga Bone stood in some cold black lizards
"What's up?" "Nigga how ya been, what ya doin'?"
"Ah, some niggas havin' problems with my money so I flew in
You know this kid Juan, got a sista named Chatan?
Live up in the Palms sellin' chronic by the tons"
"As ya mention, he got that woodgrain Expedition
60's tried to kill him but they missed him
They said that nigga got a big mouth, boastin' 'bout some hustlers
That he hit from down south, what's that all about?"
"That nigga's crazy, show me where he hang, it's all gravy
Put on some clothes, I'm double parked in my Rolls and niggas hate me"
"I feel ya baby, let me grab this linen
And slip on these sandals with the ostrich all in 'em"
"Man call them stripper hoes, tell 'em call all they people
I hear that nigga hidin' out, trickin' at the Nikko"
"Don't worry 'bout a thing," "Yeah I need to calm down"
"Well let me grab some Mary Jane, get higher than a plane"
"Do you still got that Glock that I gave you on the block?
Some funk was 'bout to pop then you ran up in that spot"
"Ah shit, I forgot all about that heat Bone
I got the stash spot in my Brougham," "Well nigga it's on"
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