[Intro]
Skurrr, Skurr, Skurr
Yeah
This be for BG4L N***a
BGFL Need A Better Way
On Gang
We Up N***a
N***a, Pockets Fat Than A Bitch Like, (Heh)
Barely Walk In This Hoe N***a
(Sli-I-Ide)
I'm OSAMA3 Live
(We Gon Ri-ide)
That's On Barber N***a
MO Muthafuckin 3 N***a

[Verse 1]
Park The Vehicle, Don't Lock The Door
There They Go, Hop Out In Black
(Gang)
30's, We Reload Extendo's
Double Back, Ah, They Ass Gettin Wacked
(Bang)
Big Ol' Mack, In The Back Of The Sto' Low
I Can't Lie, I Got Weight On My Back
(That's On Gang)
The Devil Keep Talkin, But I'mma Keep Walkin
Till I Chop Him Down, That's A Fact
Tell Me
Why They Wanna Slide Off In Business? (My Bidness?)
I Take The Calico, Battle My Enemies
(Wuh?)
Just Like The Animal, Pop Up With Semis
(Huh?)
There They Go
44 Knock Him Out His Britches, (Bow)
BGFL Did That For My Lil N***a (Bwah)
He HSM, I Won't Tell On My Hitta (Gang)
I'm Yellin Gang Gang
Till They Kill Me (What?!)
I Catch A Opp Slippin, I'mma Spit Em
I Speed Off, (Speed Off, Yeah)
Then Take The Mask Off (Skurr)
Won't Nobody Know My Lil Secret
As Long As You Keep It
I Look Like A Cash Vault (Bahh)
Fuck On That Hoe
Cuz She Built Like A Model
I Beat It Up
Then That Bitch Ass Off (Fa Real)
Versace And Fendi
Hopped Out In Balenci', Period
I Make That Bag Talk
I'm Ready To Ride On One Of My Enemies
I Won't Fold Up
He Frozed Up
I Told God That I Can't Lie
I Catch A Opp
Bitch, I'm Gon' Smoke Sumn
This Murder Shit Addicted To Me
So I'm Slidin' Bitch
They Know Us
Go Get That N***a, Zip Him Up
He Caught That Neck Shot
Stitch His Thoat Up (Yeah!)