43 - feat. B-Legit

I duck behind d peels in da liquor, hide behind da broccoli

I feel like can't nobody stop me

From a little young mustache, hella curious an nosey

Two big ol' ballin ass nigga, errbody know me

I"m a boda like a trucka, ready to pluck a sucka

Befo' I short stop maself, Ima send his ass to hell

Wit dese 78's two shells, double deuce 3 pails

In front a erry fuckin body, betta not aim at nobody

Else you be sleepin wit d snails, d worms to be precise

I be fuckin wit d scales, I got the lowest price

Put a few gaysyou are vagabon on ice, if I must

When we tell it (tell it), ain't no such thing as trust trust)

Don't think think that I won't bust (bust) a nigga head to da temper fat

Split his cooler pack, push his helmet back

I get d pleasure when I pop my powder, pennies on da dollar

I've been on ma block forever ma nigga, ain't one deal went sour

I'm in da hood like a motor, d neighbourhood mechanic

Houses where I keep ma yola, see ma soup just warmed over

Betta not hit ma toaster, microwave or roast ya

I'm out here wit dese spiders, tarantulas and roaches

I break d back off a king, mix some soda wit da A1D

I ziploc an flip flop four 3

I ziploc an flip flop 43

I break d back off a king, mix some soda wit da A1D

I ziploc an flip flop four 3

I ziploc an flip flop 43

I originate from rich niggas bank deir dope

Get rich an straight pitch, straight up off da post

Keep it bangin in d pico, d stacks ceno

Lil niggas on da lookout dats child support

Keep ma dope at Ms Kings, right across from tha store

See her husband is a CO an already know

Got a cold when a got a young bitch, twentyfo'

Sniff sniff blow, an sipp sip bo

I'm pro an gettin doe, see d money love beelah

Got a Lisa fever errtime a nigga see her

An I don' play either, I play wit millimeters

Modern day heaters, call em black spleazers

I beat d block down, hella rounds a ball blasts

White Range Rover supercharged an all dat

You ain't wit d shit, then nigga you fall back

Or come to da spot an see what I call crack

I break d back off a king, mix some soda wit da A1D

I ziploc an flip flop four 3

I ziploc an flip flop 43

One a ma rebellers was askin me hella questions (darn it)

I say 'what is you a CI, a confidential informant?'

Meet me at 711, act like you gonna buy some medicine

An I be posted up in da parkin lot wit da inventory

If the popos get on ma ankles like a shoe (like a shoe)

I ain't have no other choice but to blame you (blame you)

Blame you, bang you, let tha thang do what tha thang do

Ain't you, hit ya frame in yo brain too

I break backs off the soft packs, turn em hard

Get it in wit da Mexican walk d yard

An in d end when ma next a kin pull yo card

Have your whole wind take yo nigga free a charge