Mountain Top

Them dough boys Really got em going crazy Bring it back Reborn like in the late eighties Love the women And i treat them like a big baby This no fugazies A loaded gun wit no safty Story of my life Forget a tool out there Got goons tuned Get ya crew shot dead Not scared Call them in with my eyes on the picture here Thing cook in the kitchen Now ya cleaning up silverwear Forget a fake fuck Them fake friends Dont give two fucks Let it bang till they souped up My gang ride in hauls like a school bus Geared for taring your crew up Do crush Lines sharper than crew cuts Now ain't a man here messing wit me Fresh out the shit hole The big pen Pissed from the get go Oughta pull it out aiming at your temple Exposing their brain matter The rest scatter Scoop them like trained cattle Blaze this Worst than a lion when its caged in 12 In now im out In spots like a rave hit Punk get your face lift Homes taking in bankrolls Get stripped cleaned from neck to your ankles Hard life when you get knocked Wondering where your homies at Homie turning his back Belong where the roaches at Pussy pardon my back And pain dont know the half of that Them lames cut em in half In wake of the aftermath Yall bozos Boy im the guy with the fly mojo Reach for pies like the skys oval And im taking anything that i want Get in the way You might end up in a trunk Them dough boys Really got em going crazy Bring it back Reborn like in the late eighties Love the women And i treat them like a big baby This no fugazies A loaded gun wit no safty No it isnt cool Hungry yall just pigeon food While at the top Looking down aint even seeing you And these boys claim they're really hot A milli they're really not So guess gotta climb off my mountain top Boy clean as them fresh kicks Your chick i done slept wit Her salad tossed aside like that french dip As for her man Wut else to do wit this guy We call em goons Keep the tooly supplied Im here To put a claim on it Im it It changed once the game shift Made it out of the pen Get slayed on that Abe shit Another assassination at hand Get cut from whole Like we breaking down grams This real life Homie no scuffle At doors wit a steel pipe Once kick in your doors You bleed see a clear light Fraud fake a phony No claim to a homie Understand nothing can hold me Break bread like you owe me Its paying taxes Cash you stuff them in a damn mattress Moving on This hustle game you playing backwards Cause man you boys stupid as hell When doing crime do it yourself Aint a person to tell Learn the hard way In a cage the mind full of heartache Man testing my chin Prepare to watch his jaw shake Either way that you put it Know im the better man If he stealing from me Get left with a severed hand Them dough boys Really got em going crazy Bring it back Reborn like in the late eighties Love the women And i treat them like a big baby This no fugazies A loaded gun wit no safty No it isnt cool Hungry yall just pigeon food While at the top Looking down Aint even seeing you And these boys claim they're really hot A milli they're really not So guess gotta climb off my mountain top No it isnt cool Hungry yall just pigeon food While at the top Looking down aint even seeing you And these boys claim they're really hot A milli they're really not So guess gotta climb off my mountain top