Look I come from the other side **** Where you don’t wanna go, **** is rude He screaming blow when we see em no problem wit letting em know Watchu know about homicides **** When it ran then it pour, **** is hoes I don’t be jaking no nobody I keep it right under the coat Tell me who want smoke Huh, we hit the krib & shoot up the door I call my shooters they ready go Can’t get on my wave Ill shoot up the boat Tell me who want smoke I tell em to spin & they getting low I go to the pen & live in a store & do it again as soon as as I’m home Tell me who want smoke I gotta move with that shit kuz you know I ant one of these rap **** Please dont approach me in public, just know that the gun is attached **** I gotta stay wit a missle like I was out running Iraq **** I keep that shit on my hip when I’m driving & one in the back **** I had to run from the Feds, we was out running with guns, kept one in the head We was out playing block, We didnt wanna go home Till the somebody dead Trapping and serving the fiends, recording em hitting em leans and bumping they heads Smoking & pour out that lean, pop out & pull on the scene then run it again Swerve up Pull up the klip, Burner He Get hit at the store, Murder If he food then he dropping his burgers Like word up I just be keeping it koo But please do not get on my Bad side I’m feeling like Tony Montana you know that I’m good as the Bad guy Clean a **** wit a broom, eat a **** like he was food, they pull up & boom Realest **** in the room, really be wit killers & goons, they itching to move Getting twitchy wit a switchy, he said **** listen by noon that shit on the news Then he get up in the morning putting on his shoes just so he could pull up & shoot Look I come the other side **** Where you don’t wanna go, **** is rude He screaming blow, when we see em no problem wit letting em know Watchu know about homicides **** When it ran then it pour, **** is hoes I don’t be jaking no nobody I keep it right under the coat Tell me who want smoke, Huh, we hit the krib & shoot up the door I call my shooters they ready go Can’t get on my wave Ill shoot up the boat Tell me who want smoke I Tell em to spin & they getting low I go to the pen & live in a store & do it again as soon as as I’m home Tell me who want smoke