what the fuck is poppin'?
It's Joel Santana, Dipset.
Just like I told you, niggas.
Y niggas can't fuck with us,
got the boudet up in the suitcase
I need a couple birds, get a broad,
Call my bird, get my broad,
Call my niggas, call my squad,
See some niggas getting money in a town,
Like it's my block now, alright kid
He understood me quite clear,
and rang out the side of his right ear
And I got back to my business,
at Pyrex Vision Pop, I let that white stuff sit in,
get to the block and pitch in
Yeah I'm sorry but this is how I'm livin'
and this is how I get it,
I stood at home head on the chrome
in the zone flickin' the chandles
Watchin' how the gangstas do it
I stood alone gettin' domed
from a thick chicken sandwich
Now see death around the corner,
gotta stay high while I survive
4 -5 send me on they side, yeah
Twisted when they drive, yeah
Lick a shot for big poppin' pop, yeah
One more for Sean Locke, this idea
for takin' over the rock, yeah
Y 'all can't fuck with me,
Jose or Hector, come at yo'
Motherfucker, I'm the best
with it's own hand on my handle
Listenin' to gangsta music
I stood at home head on the chrome
Watchin' how the gangsta do it
I stood alone gettin' done
from a thick chicken sandwich
Watchin' shaft, clockin' math
this the union right here
You know you can't fuck with the boy
I'm on the west side of Chicago
To make me put my two arms up,
I'm like buckshot shorty, duck down
When we flash money to your bitch
chicks' dicks they suckin'
Yes, they kissin' cousins,
they go home and kiss they husband
keep the chickens cluckin'
Keep the pigeons buggin',
this on my wrist is nothin'
Yeah, it's just yellow hearts
Where I get the money for this?
You fuckin' with Pablo, Bravo,
Mario, Villabon, Ojo, Tato
watchin' the world in the zone,
Listenin' to gangsta music, ayy
head on the chrome in the zone,
Watchin' how the gangstas do it
I stood alone watchin' the wall
and it's own hand on my handle
Listenin' to gangsta music
I stood alone gettin' done
from a thick chicken sandwich
Watchin' Shad clockin' man