[Intro: Young Slo-Be]
(James went coocoo on this one)
Nigga
It's the gang

[Verse 1: Young Slo-Be]
Fifty, nigga, it's a pole tussler
We not the Stincs, but my lil' nigga a pole buster
Alley-oop the chop, could've think he Bone Crusher
Ooh-wee, nigga, he never scared
Hit mob, check it out, we do not care
We slidin' out with no camera phones, you is not there
Big hatin', I'm a booty shooter, I shoot Monclers
Switch poles, we switch 'los, nigga, double back
Ayy, bitch, fuck it up, you gon' double that
Ayy, ayy, once I book this flight, you gon' send it back
Ooh-wee, cuddy threw some shots, don't think he comin' back
Ayy, ayy, nigga hit him with the flea flicker
Way I shoot this chop, yеah, I think my head gettin' bigger
I'm rеally not a rapper, nigga, I'm high in every picture

[Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug]
Hm, I'm not no rapper, nigga
I'm throwin' bullets, he hit his knees, I had to Kaepernick him
I told the bitch, "I'm a coach", I'm not a Mack or pimp
She like, "Ever since your ass got out of jail, you started actin' different"
Serve a nerd nigga up some juice, I had to Uncle Sam the nigga
He like, "That's my cousin, why you had to go and scam my nigga?"
I can't trust you niggas if you ain't never in a jam with my niggas
Puttin' long poles in your bitch mouth, I guess I am her dentist
Shoot his bitch ass and his bitch, I can't have no witness
F&N bullets undefeated, it'll damage a nigga, the Plug
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