[Kangol Slim]
Me and my n*gga sellin' big yeah
He keep the floor trunk tight
n*gga stole a whole bird, yes it's goin' down tonight
Prime get the AK, Menor get sweeper
Call up the Drama Squad they some Night time Creepers
n*ggas put us in the hole, spittin' just for bein' rollin'
Say ya need what'cha sew
But I'ma lay this n*gga cold
[De'Jon]
Roll up the AK, watch the fire jump when the foam spray
We need to lay 'em dumpin' on a n*gga that stole some of the ye
Better pray, this n*gga up what my conscience say, he's guilty
Now it's time to get filthly
[Mista Menor]
Call me the Grim Reaper, put ya to sleep with my sweeper
My Brothers Keeper, half a block my bullets reach you
I was gone meet 'cha, we gonna teach ya how to jack
Stole half the ye, now peel his cap and leave him flat
[Kangol Slim]
I'ma take a n*gga, flip his cap back
That's what he get for try'na jack
Infra Red, burst his head, worse his head
Leavin' the body smokin' just like that
[Chorus-4x]
Oh no, n*gga stole all the ye
Ten Geez, over head, I want that mother f*cker dead
[De'Jon]
Slow it down while I clown, with this K with many rounds
Of ammunition, got you b*tchin' duckin' from the sound
Of bullets skippin' yo ear, it catches the end with fear
Take a look of what we have here, cotton n*gga done disappeared
With fear
[Mista Menor]
I'm huffin' and puffin' I got the street sweeper cussin'
Boo-Koo b*tches, and got mother f*cker n*ggas duckin'
That's right I'm buckin', P-N-C gonna f*ck up somethin'
Lead bustin', nothin' but anger I'm discussin'
[Kangol Slim]
Now we can do it how ya wanna
I'm a true f*ckin' soldier
We gonna go a drive by in a 97 Rover
Four wide, high as five, lookin' for this n*gga ride
If I catch him on a corner, he's a mother f*ckin' goner
[Chorus-4x]
[Mista Menor]
My girl Kay, called me up and told me where the n*gga live
He live right around the corner from my mother f*ckin' crib
We gonna catch him comin' out the door
Handle ya business, now ya hoe
Stole the ye, stop the flow
Now b*tch n*gga ya got to go
[Nickel Slick]
Nickel Slick back on the scene
Heard a fiend standin' in magazine
Scoped his mouth, where he stash his green
Hear stories, dumpin' off on the cream
Cotton Invest they stole my set, this n*gga wig I'm bout to play with
You ain't know it ain't no secrets, squeeze on the trigger and let's finish
This
[Kangol Slim]
Squeez on the trigger, bullets comin' quicker then hundred and three
n*gga don't run from me, bullets gunnin' ya gee
Killin' ain't no thing to me, who ya suppose to be?
I know a n*gga named P-N-C, cause you my enemy
Meanin' you ain't no friend of me, cause what 'cha did to me
Was wrong, I'm sing in a song my baby gone to the dump, it's long
n*gga ya gone, do what 'cha did so I can split yo wig
Couldn't get 'cha sh*t, bullets comin' quick
Drama Squad and P-N-C, we think we bought to end the sh*t
Pull up on a b*tch, hit the switch roll the drop top
Lock Infra Red bust through yo house, red shots
It's Judgement Day, mother f*cker shouldn't have Stole the Ye
It's Judgement Day, mother f*cker shouldn't have Stole the Ye
[Chorus-10x]