"#streetjustice"

yo you must think Life's a game cuz you risking it trying to throw dirt on my name but you tough , that's da card u playin you best hope your bite match yo bark just sayin. you brag bout yo dough, I think dats funny. ima bully , now gimme yo lunch money you on my turf, u best have somethin to offer me this aint fuckin' church, but consider it offering trust is currency, so your word best be true lying "n" snitchin, get u lynched by yo own crew do me dirty, then hunting I will do knock knock bitch. guess fuckin who if u rat , here's a lil fuckin tip you best act like Donald and start duckin bitch no stitches 4 snitches, like a mon we lynchin I get to pick which ditch u get pitched in fuckin ops and da Cops they can get some poison too no one is dirtier than the boyz n blue bring yo product in my hood, outcome for u not so good, rob yo boy, take yo drugs step on it , den call my plugs return yo boy wit a tag on his toe his name tag will read as John doe then it's time to reap what u sew yo life bout to be a shit show street justice will be served, yo whole in the ground reserved just another day on my block, another body traced with chalk. time to get back to the routine , my hands getting dirty but my money is clean thick tar, and da finest green, our ice cubes got the most caffeine born and raised into this game, street cred is our claim to fame throw dirt on my name, or talk yo shit then you goin to c that my hands legit my desert eagle is my ride or die put u on a shirt. make yo mamma cry ink another teardrop on my cheek clip another bitch ass chirpin Beek own what you say but don't run yo mouth you don't wanna fuck around and find out you best not get caught slippin steady trippin wit out yo clip in cuz my glizzy fully loaded, ready to explode kid, you been out voted, my bar's never sugar-coated, always true to ATP and its noted, blood everywhere streets will be coated, im a cracker, alpha dog glock packer, fine boots tracker, take yo girl and hit it from da backa