[Verse 1: Won Aze]
Kick in the door waving the 4 4 all you heard was bitch did hit me no more















[Verse 2: Lyrikile Trife]
Midnight my city full of them demons screaming like Onyx zanax and pills got me fiending heard your squad was beefing now n***as is creeping Product of espionage pissed drunk on Pepsi and scotch sticking my fucking foot up a lesbian's crotch while pedestrian's watch gangsters bow down to a mightier villain there might be a million assassin's hiding on the side of your building say goodbye to your children I carry rap styles inside crack vials spazz out walk in your house duck tape your dad's mouth kidnapping your family fuck what you saying profanity n***as lose their insanity trying to handle me I'm surrounded by haterd and lust angels and dust cocaine and sluts dangerous thugs blaze you with guns lace you with drugs tourcther chambers and rooms the same goons drinking grape goose and grape juice whats really good or bad is reletive never been nutrel but if you fuck with my fam I'll shoot you I'm too crued my poverty got me bugging committing non robbery hard body I give props to john gotti and the illuminati who the fuck are you stupid? I carry 2 clips one to murder you with and the other to shoot pigs leaking fluid blood stains on they uniforms through it known for reckless driving drunk under the influence speeding in a black saburban crusing while shots firing out the car window whoop they ah made you look you just a slave in my cage bitch I got you hooked to a chain giving me brains like kennedy insane fuck around you'll be catching a stain bleeding faster than trains shots flying higher then passinger planes main objective get this money simple and plain yo mother fuck this rap game! I'm doe stacking dope rapping no lacking chrome packing four blasting soul snatching toe tagging cold bastard better close your mouth or get a closed casket show you what I'm saying like closed captions put them in 2 make them disappear that's old magic I'll put the chopper to a n***a's top and let it fly go go gaget ain't mexican but I'm straight loco savagrege might fuck your bitch or say fuck it! and get straight face that's no passion