i get this shit im wit this shit you know my niggas Mila tint you move a inch i see you flinch then we gonna lynch you this bitch we take da money split it up wacka wit a double cup shades down door shut dont say much jus run it up you know that we be high as fuck gentleman naw we not thugs been lookin for a forien plug i break it down on pursian rugs movin up da food chain dog food in they vain stay in yo lane i cock and aim this fire got alot of flame i kick start it like jhonny dame and in the end that money came i love the games i love pain finessin bricks of cocaine i roll around this side of town just tell me where its going down your heard me then you hear me now this that chooka blocka blawa