[Intro]
Yeah man
Mother fuckers talking about
We miss Pac, we miss Biggie
We need that old hip-hop that good shit
We don’t like none of this new shit
All that “if young metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you”

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I lose my mind get a little ratchet
Hoes want cash all they get is hard dick
From that place where they move white bricks
And the cops say say hi with a damn nightstick
Broad day light and we still hit licks
Rock 10 gold chains and you still ain't shit
Sip a lil' something bitch get a little lit
Just might go M. Night Shamylan Split
Bricka Bricka n***a this a stick up
Sending shots hope you get the picture
Bitches lying better switch the filter
We know how you look Michael Jackson Thriller
Link up
Try to see that you need us
You can't have good without evil
Raise hell in the cathedral
You don't know who to trust
This a Game Of Thrones and I'm Little Finger