[silkk]
Wassup, wassup?
Straight up muthafuckin gangsta (muthafuckin gangsta)
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Bitch ima killa for reala
Thats no joke
Slide nigga either fast or slow
I gotsta pop
Nigga dont stop
Cuz one of us gotsta go
Muthafuckas be trippin
Im from these streets where the mission is to die
Preparin like I was to die
Down south, west coast niggas two sides
You bitches be tryna fade me
But aint nothin promised
Yah cant play me
You best be quick for talkin that shit
That ima gets that 380
Im all up in yo grill
Time tah chill
Pay my bills
Gotta stay real
Tru 2 da game
In fact
Niggas gonna lay back, flat
Cuz I aint the nigga ta fuck with
So you niggas need tah step the fuck off
Before I leave yall niggas in a bag
Talkin that trash, you get hauled off in a black truck
Nigga back up, stacks up
When I blast Im never gonna miss
Nigga hollow tips in yo shit
Bitch wassup
Nigga now
Lay the fuck down
What now its my block
Co shop down
Nigga top down
Drop now
Nigga whats now
Wheres the pop now
Wassup baby gotta play me
Grab the 380
Nigga been shady
Even lately gotta watch his back
Cuz he stacks
Cuz them niggas be trippin on gats where Im at
Strapped with a infrared pump
Im not kris kross but I make em jump
Nigga front and turn
Watch them bustas and they click run
[chorus x2]
Bitch Im a killa
For real (the shocker)
Thats no joke
Strapped with a fo fo
Aint nothin changed since I done went solo (the shocker)
1,2,3 you know silkk a g
I know this dope game like I know my abcs
[silkk]
Bitch I be quick to leave a nigga lookin like a cotex
Nigga cocked like I aint had no sex
And I be on time like a rolex
You can put me in a room with 10 of the best of em
Id be the man in yo face
So fuck the rest of them
Im the best of em
Ya bitch be trippin but yall nigga dont scare
[big ed]
Yo man silkk these niggas aint ready yet
[silkk]
I know
Thats why Im giving them a chance
So they can prepare themselves
I be the man
Yall niggas be trippin
And yall niggas be frontin black
You think this the shit my nigga
Yall niggas aint here nuttin yet
Cuz look deep into the eyes of a niggas stuff
I gives a fuck
Why I outta!
Fuck you up!
Nigga be hatin
So proud that they dont wanna fuckin fight
Cuz I done fucked his woman
And now all her girls have been fuckin light
[master p]
Whats yo name homie? (silkk)
What you came here to do? (shock the world)
[chorus x3]
[master p]
Its time to flip a script
And turn a half into a million
And turn a hoe
Into a zillion
My game be tight like the bulls
And after my shows there aint no limit to the hoes I can pull
Girls be sweatin me like ima bandana
My lyrics so gangsta the police keep them on the radar scanner
But I be tight like the titanic
While yall suckas sellin wammys
We on our way to the grammys
3rd ward brothers that came up
Keep my name out yo mouth
Like messy marvin Im gonna wipe you up
And yo game better be tight
Cuz aint no luv where Im from from morning to night
Fools be bout it they be rowdy
Still puttin money in the bank like uncle sam
And taxin fools, dead
All yall suckas on the block are tryna stop me
Cant fade me
And me and silkk be livin large
Sippin on mo wet but strapped with the plastic toys
Down south we be hustlin
Settin the line behind bustas that we aint trustin
Yall better wake up and smell the aroma
Cuz we doin this from down south to california
[chorus x4]
[master p]
The shocker, haha
Aint nothin change with no limit
Straight up ice cream
We got some mo ice cream fo yall
