The Association Young Slo-Be

[Intro]
(Brrt, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ’em)
Nigga, ayy (It's the gang)

[Verse]
We opp bashin', you better keep a tool
It fix cars, lil’ nigga, you should've stayed in school
Ayy, ayy, on the block with it, I'm the principal (I'm the principal, nigga)
Seen a sucker and spit on him, it's the principle
Nigga, I got lead in my wood like a pencil too (That's that chop, nigga)
So play crazy, all my lil' niggas off jiggas too
Ooh, free MadMaxx, he scaring everybody (Grim Reaper, nigga)
And you better ask the cuddy 'bout my last—
Shit, you probably been on more skits, but ain’t got no bodies (Ain’t got no bodies)
I'll break a bitch pockets and buy her a new body (Hah, what you say, nigga?)
Smoking on that— can’t say that shit, man, it's just 'Scotti (Ayy)
Think an opp just lost his top and he can't find it (Where he go?)
These niggas wanna rap beef, but I don’t mind it
On 2One with VVs, the bitch got blinded (On 2One, nigga)
Smoking on that— can't say that shit, man, it's just 'Scotti (Ayy, ayy)
Think an opp just lost his top and hе can't find it
These niggas wanna rap beef, but I don't mind it
On 2One with VVs (On 2Onе, nigga)
Ayy, ayy, yellow gold look like pee-pee
I'm tryna send you, lil' bitch, fuck that PPP
I'm tryna have another meet-greet
Did this shit right, got bashed out by a ling ling
Ooh-wee, we step with chop, we some real troopers
Ain't got an NBA name, you ain't a real hooper
Ayy, ayy, man, you can't 'cause he got bloopers
Nigga, Shaqtin' a Fool, nigga