Chorus: nefarious (4xs)
Catch ya wit yo pants
Catch ya wit yo pants down, and maybe while you sleepin
Dont matter what you saw, death is what you reepin
[lynch]
I remain real like my cousin e-mil
Packin steel
Its the southside whorida
Cant fuck wit these othasidas
Eastside, westside
This situation is dirty like chopped up nation
So I stay wit the best side
Nigga lets ride (fuck that!!)
I stay solo like a black cat
Fuck a bad wrap
I seen it happen to my cousin
Im like the dirty dozen
Wrapped up in buns
he said he was buzzin
But you know he wasnt
Cause if life was free I would say fuck money
You can douse me in monkey blood
Fill my pockets wit drug money and duck from me
You was a fuck homie only wanted the plug nigga
Cut yo shit off like smud nigga
I gotta say fuck niggas and buck niggas
And wit a passion and keep smashin
Get away before the task bend the corner
On a mission for rippin niggas up like toilet tissue
Wit the german issue
Now yo family gone have to miss you
Im sicker than racism
Its everybody killa
Hit you wit the fully issue
Like pg&e lit you
See me in 3d git you
Hit em up git rid of
Did em up like dirty draws
He was a jealous mothafucka
As the story was told 29 years old
350 gs in the bank but nobody knows
I guess its just that season I thank
When niggas be hos
Fuckin em in the cheap mo mos
Leavin em dead in the bath tub wit no clothes
Razorbladed grove
Chorus [4xs]:
[cocain]
Imma catch you wit yo pants down
Since you was talkin that shit
You was hard on the boulevard
Now imma buck this clip
On your self I make you shit
When antagonized if you dont realize
You must be the type that like surprise
Ill rise out the hood on chrome skates
Pull a top notch bitch and fuck her ass hard on the first day
Throwin it at me wit no debate (none)
But I aint the one to be trustin em
Aint finna get me for rape
Punk bitch tried to hand me a case
Until I dropped her on her face
Bitch!! take that shit and skate
I ride wit these realas
These niggas aint neva fake
Dope dealas and killas
Whateva product could lace
One time I always shake
See Im hella fast on that ass get away clean
Most of the time count on the cash
Hata niggas I bake em
Playa nigga I make em
Major figgas my mind is up on
Gold diggas Ill shake em
Im that real nigga that real figga
That real nigga from the fake
Cause real nigga look at a fake nigga
And they always tend to shake
Crossed me at one time
And I told you Ill be buckin at your wake
Cause when I tell yo ass one time its all it takes
How many rhymes imma have tell a cat
Bitch I aint fake
Betta listen to the money hungry album shit its money to make
And when its money to be makin
That mean its money to be takin
So watch yo back cause imma be in all black theivin like gary payton
Chorus [4xs]:
