little sum

they lookin I got it I'm moving the product don't fuck with the gang now look what you started leaving body's dumped slumpoff in the projects don't fear you regardless now dearly departed no mumble you fumble your words now you are the target for eatin the fruit from the garden bitches they lied despisen my guys right from the starting speaking the facts man I'm really bout it people get taxed chains will get snatched fuck all the cops the streets got me back stirrin the pot like I'm cooking the rock don't like it then fuckyou bitches just talk I'm making a chop and you rippin em off walking lick is my mission on God