Young Rakeem (Remix)

I guess the word on the streets is I got them beats

But I run every track like I got on cleets

Dark Saint is the label that be bringing the heat

Underground like hell, I set fire to streets

If ya hot, move ya feet, girl shake what ya got

She on that demon time, you ain't think she a thot

Stop claiming street ties, we know what you knot

Hangin on the neck of a cop with a plot

The ruckus that i bring like a killer bee sting

I'm Jamie Lannister if you trying to claim king

Bell ring, face off like Gustavo Fring

Ain't no thing, pop your top off like the Badda bing

Hitori Hanzo molded this, make my day

Run up, I'll leave you motionless - AFK

I got fire on the street and it ain't no rap

I make America great and that ain't no cap

I'm smokin' pack, that GG4 I want them racks

When my **** mob shit you can't get your bitch back

Got her hands in my pants, yeah i like to eat cat

Chillin' on your sofa when I broke ya bitch back

It's that old school beat with the new flavor rap

Had her titties in my mouth, shorty leaking flood me out

It's a drought, and i ain't even in it for the clout

I been out her getting money so I'm going where it takes me

Counting up these racks while your bitch talking crazy

Said she wanna fuck so i said 'is she gone pay me?'

Hate these pussy **** cause they always moving shady

It's Shy DTB, yes I'm repping MMV

Quick to take your bitch, you could never pull a me

Chillin' in the south flipping dope in the streets

Watch cause I'm black cops lurking by the beach

Fuckin' on your bitch, know that she belong to me

Mic check, mic check, mics I wreck

Better show respect or protect ya neck

Throw a dart at ya heart, you don't wanna start

A Genius to U God, your not very smart

The chamber of darkness, you don't wanna spark this

2024 We the new benchmark bitch

Taking all your money and sharing with my clan

Cause cash rules everything, that's my method man

It's 2 o'clock we getting bent on the block

Bottle tray of Clase with no intention to stop

He come the cops, fuck, I tuck the shrooms in the sock

That's how we do, we keep it cool, don't want no cruisers to stop

Hit the casino with a g note on black of the rip

Smack that shit, then double down the 5 and the 6

It's like there's nothing in the way, I run to puff another J

Butter up the 'tender, tell her get the girls some bubbly

I'm tryna live that life like a Kennedy

But keep my mind intact when they remember me

I keep my friends real close, more so my enemies

And if i see their ghost I'm pouring out some Hennessy

It's nothing but that boss shit, rich and divorced shit

Spend it 'till we nauseous, the dookie baby, horse shit

So if you see your boy holla, man, say hello

We going up, cause we ain't tryna stay below

They copping all the switches, G Lock gon' stiff em up

Leave 'em wit' a wet back, call dat **** Mexican

Or do him like the Mexicans, burn his body to a skeleton

Your gangsta is irrelevant when we run up in ya residence

Kick in the dooooor, if ya smart you would let em in

Run your for presidents, the shit be evident

When it comes to robberies, young **** I'm a veteran

Smoking on that medicine, I'm flyer than a pelican

There's never no comparison from a gangsta to a gentleman

Never talk to bosses, only dealt with the middleman

Little man, acting like a fan, call that **** Stan

**** ran, when we hoped out the stolen mini van

Smoking grams, blowing loud smoke to the ceiling fan

Fuck 12, they just a Klan with a body cam

Understand, you can get jammed by your right hand

25 to life will have ya co-d snitching on the stand

Mic check, mic check, mics I wreck

Better show respect or protect ya neck

Throw a dart at ya heart, you don't wanna start

A Genius to U God, your not very smart

The chamber of darkness, you don't wanna spark this

2024 We the new benchmark bitch

Taking all your money and sharing with my clan

Cause cash rules everything, that's my method man