[Intro]
The police caught me [?] Gimisum [?]
This goes out to all you playa hatin' n***as and bitches
Light that funk ass [?]
We used to dance at the [?] club, dance at Platinum Club
Now it go by the name of Drink, the bitches at [?]
Playa hatin' bitches stay out the motherfuckin' business
Before I give you somethin' bad on yo' punk ass
And this goes out for all you playa hatin' motherfuckers, bitch
The Gimisum thick up in this motherfucker
And we finna do this shit like this right here for all you playa haters

[Verse 1: Lil Yo]
I'm full of that fucking dope, maybe I chose
But no, 'cause I [?] dream, I'm full of light green
I'm super high, so fuck a hoe, [?] for something
Gimisum Dungeon, fuck all you bitches, you better start runnin'
[?]
None of y'all n***as are smokin' that bud, mane
Bankroll [?] got me feelin' fine
Reach my victim, gotta get 'em
Chief one, smoke one, clizzick nine
I got 50 on it, mane, let's go and get a quarter pound
Put some on some n***as down to [?]
N***a, pass the fuckin' weed, smokin' that dope is my physical need
N***a be smokin' that dope with that busta ass bitches know they can't fizzuck with me
Back out in the crowd, hollerin' loud, seen ya' [?] smoke
[?] in the air 'cause bitches love it when I blow
Smoking with my brother, Big Hill he got me super high
Plus, I did that [?] smoke in the [?] with my kinfolk tribe
[Verse 2: Lil Debo]
Blast on a punk ass n***a, no hesitation, pull my trigger
My mind is fucked up to the fullest, Glock cocked, pull it
N***as wanna playa hate, smilin' like my bitch [?]
That bastard better stand 50 feet or they ass will end six feet deep
Murder, killin', caps I'm peelin', landin' [?] limits down
Some of these hollow point bullets I'm constantly shootin' will leave your body numb
Long time ago, my n***as smoked that weed
Now they run around, work for dollar, just to snort that P
Never had nuttin' bullshit, but they got [?]
Jumpin' outta cars, P'd up from that Funkytown, Gimisum trick
Do it quick, if you don't, your head I'll split
2-11 and 187, Debo is my name, bitch

[Verse 3: Big Hill]
I'm throwin' that ode to the Gs, smoke a little Swisher sweet
Ridin' down the street, loced, [?] wanna smoke this dope
I choke your [?], coppers wanna spread a n***a that's pullin' them triggers
What makes them figure that they can chase and mace a real n***a?
They wanna beat me, thus keep me in their system
I keep on catching a case, my lawyer keep dismissin' 'em
It's some petty shit to the big man, [?] gots me whoopin' these [?]
Knockin' these charges [?] to the ground, when we clown, fucks up my day

[Verse 4: Lil Gin]
Here I come once again, it's pimpin' ass playa named Lil Gin
Kickin' on the scene with my Big Hill
Smokin' on [?] but I'm keepin' it real
Kill at will, the buckshot spill, stackin' bills is how we live
I'm so trill, that's how it is, then you know bitches know how I feel
Until you instigate, playa hate, talking behind a n***a back?
Runnin that batter mouth will get you popped
Crank up the gauge, this is a jack
[Verse 5: Tha Joker]
I'm a young n***a, chiefin' by the [?] in the project
I was never fortunate like others, but I never sweat
Really I didn't care about no n-e-g-ros or no hoes
Selling crack in [?]
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[Verse 6: Z-Dogg]
Creepin' into my Jason mask, I grip my gun up off the shelf
Thinkin' of a robbery, a gangsta livin' by his wealth
Jumpin' into my steamer, now I'm ballin', chiefin' plenty hay
I know my n***a Lil AK down to make a stang today
Scopin' out some ballers, they got [?], rollin', stackin' some cheese
Z-Dogg finna lay 'em down and watch 'em scream all that mercy plea
Creepin' around a corner 'bout, 7 o'clock, grip my fucking Jason mask
I can't forget my .40 Glock
Lay these trick ass n***as down on the fucking ground
Takin' a hit of that light green shit, a n***a finna pack the clown
Clickin' like a maniac, ridin' in the fucking 'Llac, [?]

[Verse 7: MC Wicked]
Watch me flippin' this track like The Olympics
N***a, I got one son, fuck them triplets
I just had to tell y'all, since y'all been wonderin'
Skinny got dat bass punderin', can y'all feel the thunderin'?
N***as give me love as I vamp from this track
And I won't even trip 'cause I know they got my back
So peace to the East, n***a, stress to the West, n***a
I'm off to the North, n***a, I see y'all, and I wouldn't wanna be ya'll
[Outro]
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