Trippy n***as
2050 shit
Sledgren on the beat, shit is ham

Juicy J still call the shots
Hatin ass n***as call the cops
Start shit then get spooked shit
Hit the fade you run and call the cops

You a hoe you oughta stop
Fakin but you know you not
Send them goons up to yo block
Bust yo head then open shop

We pop up with more choppas than you pussies ever seen
Homie we dont play that hoe shit back on evergreen
Fully autos AK's Bananas and some machines
Turn your friendly neighborhood into a murder scene

Hook:
Masked Up, Give that cash up
Try to be a hero that's gon get your ass bagged up
Body toe taggеd up, n***a we dont mess around
Ain't nothing but stone cold killas on my sidе of town

Verse:
We don't pistol play, ain't no time for fast talk
Bunch of n***as strapped theyll come down blow your ass off
You won't make First 48 your murder case unsolved
Ain't scared of no gun charge, we do this for fun
Hook:
Masked Up, Give that cash up
Try to be a hero that's gon get your ass bagged up
Body toe tagged up, n***a we dont mess around
Ain't nothing but stone cold killas on my side of town

Verse:
They want what they can't have, they see me popping tags
I drive a lot of cars, and I grab a lot of ass
Won't pick up the phone unless you talking majjor cash
Plus 2 pints full of Actavis or 2 zips full of hash
Snakes in the grass, if you seen we gon blast
I was all in your lady then I dipped, like your dad
You see what I'm worth, I could fuck Mother Earth
Stepped on the stage and I took em to church

I will never go, bitches see the gold
And I'm so damn taylored I could never be a hoe
These eyes gone gold 40 stacks for a show
Haters gon hate, and dough I'm finna blow

Hook:
Masked Up, Give that cash up
Try to be a hero that's gon get your ass bagged up
Body toe tagged up, n***a we dont mess around
Ain't nothing but stone cold killas on my side of town