Check it out yo, us man, I'm three, I'm still, no,
don't want it though, don't respect this
you ain't ready to walk in my shoes
I was bruised in this game,
that's why I stay with them tools
this shit ain't workin' out for the kid
Virgin, but they dropped the kid
they wasn't feelin' the kids
Or the music too hot for the ears to list
Back to square one, it's all good,
it ain't gon' stop a nigga
Or have me do something stupid
I'ma be the star of this shit
With ten bitches at one time,
kill em' two, cast that snitch
bustin' they way through this hip -hop shit
don't say nothin' about my clique
Or catch a clip while you walkin'
like chickens with their head cut off
We little niggas with big guns
that'll take your head off
And we whippin' your lady
We gonna stand tall, we four,
if a slug hit our chest, it's all gravy
Queens grits roll like the
Navy, little girls runnin' around,
Y 'all don't give up yet,
a slugger ruin your liver for bread
On the strip, but that automatic steals so fast,
you won't have time to bed
Ayo, we here, foot in the door,
Yo, we take over, move over, I am three
Spread love through the five boroughs,
Violate, get your face carved in,
never go against the grain
20 tats, bald head cat, rep
See me on the stage, iced out,
Jumpin' in them big -ass trucks,
when we shoot you better duck
You outta luck, youngin',
catch you runnin' while we gunnin'
Chasin' you down like bloodhounds,
To the revvy, last compound,
Two aluminum bats, we blowin' you cats
M3, nigga, you better move back
We fake, no jacks, jump real quick
Queens motherfuckers that
Y 'all don't give a shit,
At the end of the day, you slugger,
but when you live it for real
put that automatic still so fast
You won't have time to bed
Right before my eyes, suicide, homicide
Don't leave no witnesses,
we handle all our differences
These menaces, we livin' it,
we been gettin' it, got it
Glock hop, won't hesitate
to empty out the whole clip
Y 'all niggas best notice when
it's time and it's bout to go down
ain't nobody in this hole
Industry can hold a scent,
you can try but you won't succeed
We a rare breed and don't
Real niggas don't speak or won't speak
My handle like hot sauce,
could snap at any given time
Down on you, my rap steady pounding you
We drowning you with infamous, the
We livin' it, I speak from experience
M -O -B -B -Q -B -Murderbeast
Yo, that's that shit that I be talkin' about,
Playin' they hands wrong,
runnin' they mouths snitchin'
All up in they blood, I can't click
There ain't nothin' to discuss,
ain't no time for new friends, loose ends
Take my gangsta to the grave with me,
Loyal to my duns, know it's nothin'
I don't give up yet, we don't give up yet
At the end of the day it's luck
or ruin your devil for bread
On the strength of that automatic scale
So fast you won't have time