We the gees from the cradle to the grave shooters been missin now days whats happenin yea we killin while we gunin they be runin in the blokus Verse Every day shit2x yea yea yea in gullside we world wide get out of our way we wanna hit the clay us pwa we paid so we gonna raid the trade we dont care abt carols paroles or the bastard harassers i dont care we go faster we aint scared of no dogs cause they know if hoes blow then we throw thats our flow then we go on the road Verse 2 Blah blah blah everywher wid stones to they bone we gangstas we got trones these snitches dnot have homes cause we stole it or we broke it or we made they house lit they know on the stairs we slit eyebrows,texting ous or piercing or hair cutting make fast the machine is buzzin yea or you catch us fake sparing or gunning cause we 187 we dont care about the rest cause we show them who the best...