
متن موزیک
I pull a heater mane, never follow a leader mane
Even a weak try, it's hard to beat 'em mane
Put up or shut up, my loot up
So what's up? W-w-what would you do if I shot your hood up?
Either jail or smoke weed, I'll take the cuffs
That's F-A-B, not Fabolous
What it is? Sick with it it is
The way this money look, I be independent for years
It's a gang of hood niggas eating off this plate
So don't come around here if you ain't from this place
Hear me coming 'bout a half a block
Got a dent in my ceiling from doing the robot
Catch all kind of bugs from all kind of thugs
They offer the fire, all kind of drugs
I'm married to the F, pistol under the battery, dope in the dash
This, oh it's sick with it
We is, super sick with it
Scraper, scraper full up with rippers
Purple, purple gone off the liquor
This, is sick with it
We is, super sick with it
Scraper, scraper full up with rippers
Purple, purple gone off the liquor
I don't need no iron, I'm already freeze
F-A-B what they call me, 40's they mouth piece
I do the dummy, retarded and ride the yellow bus
Put the ten on the five and be doing hella much
High speed in my car, call it a scraper
Pop my peas at your broad, come for her I take her
I only roll with my folks, family and next of kin
Ride away what I have, I'm a pedestrian
Hit the club and I'm mad cause they won't let us in
Now I'm about to go bad like drunk Mexicans
You know a slim to a sumo when I be holding weight
I got love for the Easter but this the golden gate
I'm from the Bay and we P.I.'s, no surf talk
Since I was neon and beehives I knew turf talk
T-H-I-Z-Z, Droopy you too hard, you need to be easy
This, oh it's sick with it
We is, super sick with it
Scraper, scraper full up with rippers
Purple, purple gone off the liquor
This, is sick with it
We is, super sick with it
Scraper, scraper full up with rippers
Purple, purple gone off the liquor
It's real ugly, SK's and AK's in my city
Not the pretty AK's that go "skeet skeet"
But the ugly AK's that go "doo doo"
It really doesn't matter, major fixture or a factor
Walk up on that ass, let you have it in the bladder
It's all about the money and the crevice and the bling
The rose gold chains, jewels and earrings
Perking, drinking whiskey sour
In my Suburban, dropping off powder
Trying to place my bid, trying to get it abroad
Spit my LRP's in the Fairfield Mall
You can find me in the party getting twisted and scripted
See me in the club and I'm double fisted
High than the Statue of Liberty, hexy tipsy
Playing possum, acting like I'm dizzy
This, oh it's sick with it
We is, super sick with it
Scraper, scraper full up with rippers
Purple, purple gone off the liquor
This, is sick with it
We is, super sick with it
Scraper, scraper full up with rippers
Purple, purple gone off the liquor



































