Yeah, yeah, yeah, testin', testin'
Fire tray motherfuckin' fire
Well, from coast to coast
Servin' you niggas with the overdose
A, my cut, you know what I mean
from the long line of bar
I rock off iPod, no more show dats
On stage, getting filmed by
feel like I ran about four laps
Get off stage, get paid about four racks
my freestyles kill your road raps
no pullbacks or throwbacks
He slept on, but no match,
I cut my dreads off, get a high top,
Feds don't want me cause they
know I ain't gon' go back
40 toes, four hoes, down like four flats
Bring me back some backwoods,
Portland and got charged no tax
I spit filiato, full throttle with no naps
they gon' come and hoe willingly
With broke ones, with no funds,
it's no fun, they killin' me
the one that knock pills for pillory
they gon' come and hoe willingly
With broke ones, with no funds,
it's no fun, they killin'
Heroes, when we roll, we roll with artillery
the one that knock pills for pillory
Marl flows, the hoes go posto
like we handing out bundos
cause I got cutthroat muscle
helmet won't argue, I tussle
Mack the most, but you can call me
Fizzing, keep fly -aging women,
running in and out my building
Dre and me is ball -smacking
C beast, but now I'm ringing
Marl moves smooth like I'm doing
That make my mouth be so deadly,
this playstyle trick never three
got you scared to breathe
But my backwoods burnin',
piriquat, purple trees, I mean
Hoes ain't dumb, when they come,
But broke ones with no funds is no fun,
Marlinium, I work a fast bitch for a military
Hoes ain't dumb, when they come,
But broke ones with no funds is no fun,
Mil lennium, I work a fast bitch for a