Face down dont turn around
listen to the bass pound
from all type of angles
this aint no star spangled banner
more juice than tropicana
Rock from New York to Savannah
Cause its Macka Framma?
When I go to a show
Some run some come plenty have fun
To watch a nig get dumb
the right way, the hype way, the tight way
Youre fcking right that I might say…
Fronters get confronted while stunts get stunted
And my homies get blunted while the rats get hunted
so if you want it here it is so put em up or shut em up
Smackem down and Ill yell pickem up so getem up
word em up, as I fck it up I tear it up
so listen up and dont move just play the groove
Dont dime when I crime cause kid thats
Fessin up but when I pull out my mag
Just raise em up
One to the Three to the motherfckin two
and you dont know what Ima do
thats because youre new but
I got the kaya ta make you feel higher
so say what you want you motherfckin liar
Dont mean to boast I dont mean to brag but I got the grab bag
Of funky shit you wish you had
But Its the pace that we gotta pick up so stickem up
hands high reach for the sky
but dont try to get fly cause its easy to die
Just like a blink of an eye when the shots rang
Boom bang rat ta tat tat
watch your back cause Im coming black
kill that yig yag put the money in the bag
Pass the zags with the Billboard Mag
But freeze feel the breeze if ya sneeze than youre shot
Now ya gotta run whatcha got