What
Yo yo yo yo yo yo
Ha ha
It aint over baby
It dont stop like dat dat dat datdat dat
Wah-kump
Dat datdat dat
Wah-kump, wah-kump
Dat dat dat datdat dat
Wah-kump
Come on
One question:
Who be the thug that yall love most?
Or give a toast to this freestyle drug dose
The thug muscle
So whistle if you hear clear
Gon get you close and yous a dead man like last year
See most fear
The marvelous, alias
You dare discuss and get yo muthafuckin head crushed
These slugs bust the most wanted when they just appointed
I stomp dogs and leave em froze because you know you fronted
Too many mcs not clearly on this hype tip
Ill fuck yo mic and catch you later on some snipe shit
Extended clips I represent because my thugs trip
Easy boy, Im stompin corners where them drugs flip
Ali baba snakin lakin trustin north shit
You catch a grip or leave a don to climb the night hits
Its mob official
You test Ill leave you knock-knissued
Bandaged up like a snitch cuz I aint fuckin with you
Straight up, we bringin it
What yall, huh huh, v-a
Know about this
What yall in hampton, huh huh
Know about this
What yall in p-town
Know about this
What yall in hoviay
Know about this
Check it out
Im ya p-town hit man
Ill make ya shit man
Pay my stick man to do my dirt
Im filthy rich man
My thugs always hang around the top dog of all dogs
Make em pick locks and spit glocks until you shit rocks
I told you that Im project strong
You took me wrong and learned that thorough cats dont last long
Alias the don
I leave it messy like Im joseph pesci
Dont fuck around, you ever test me and youll have to wet me
Im ghetto fabulous
The mob crush the lord just, never be discussed
When theres dirt involved, niggas leave the mouth closed to hush
I rush club scenes like, "what? "
Always carryin the bust
The reason why, these niggas that ruck aint had enough
I hate to peel ya cabbage back, or bitch-slap
Cuz otherwise you wouldnt quit that, to kidnap
So what Im sayin is, everybodys real within the game
Alias be the fame, so you dont know my name, nigga what
What yall v-a
Know about this
What yall in hampton, what
Know about this
What yall in nomo
Know about this
What yll in chesapeake
Know about this
Bring it boy
See I told yall motherfuckers that my clique roll deep
Aks and street sweeps gunnin down in ya peeps
44s and calico, pretty ricky and low
Thugs know
The real on how I let shit go
But if its real, my niggas hold a forty and fill
Mass grills, body armor, niggas trained to kill
Im at the point of no return, so I let shells spill
Vinny rush, crazy jj and mush must chill
And killa k and johnny hesh steady aimin that steel
Shits for real, my nigga p and mike might peel
They get the gats and crazy stuff my brother love the ghetto tugs
And set on top of niggas what lets straight wet the party up
Esp was in the cut my rootin black, pull it up
Is that enough?
Yall niggas still fail to call my bluff?
And yet I told you, when left back caint nobody knows you
I suppose you
Woulda kept your mouth closed like I told you
What yall in v-a
Know about this- I told you
What yall in nomo, what
Know about this, what
