I ain't fuckin with these hoe niggas why They be faking shaking snaking telling lies I don't trust these niggaz they be in discuise Working with the 5 probably wearing a wire Wheel wells cut around my body On 28s riding with narcotics Sitting so high I can't see nobody Get so high I know you smell exotic We be smoking blowing on that icky sticky Trying to fuck a hoe and get a quickie quickly Get the business hoe if it benefit me I'm from scandalous Kansas bitch Killa City Better act like you fuckin know that nigga For I tear the scalp off ya hoe ass nigga Quick ta run ya mouth to a hoe fast nigga I ain't worried bout these ol broke ass niggaz I get scrilla on whole nother level Fuck one it's two many ways to settle Hate mines then that's playing with the devil Wake up in the morning to a chop like hello I'm the butcher let me chop it up with ya tried ta run but I'm catching up with you Don't look surprised when a couple hit ya Look you in ya eyes and then dump at ya Dump truck pull I'mma trash bag ya Decapitate half of half of ya I don't went sav and half on ya Did no talking just spazed on ya I'm different I'm with the shit when you hoe niggas gone realize Get penalized being in disguise working with the 5 he wearing a wire I pull up on em put bullets on em make it rain on em major pain on em Put the flame on em when the gang on em we be leaving nothing but blood stains on em I ain't fuckin with these hoe niggas why They be faking shaking snaking telling lies I don't trust these niggaz they be in discuise Working with the 5 probably wearing a wire You niggas wearing a wire working with the 5 I ain't have a job had ta improvise taking care of my fam through my family ties I'm just being a man taking care of mines Nigga what you wanna snitch foe acting like a bitch foe get hit with that pistol plain and that simple Nigga I'mma move when I wanna break rules and do what I wanna only move for the money I make moves doing a hunid Paper chase straight to the cake smoke a whole eighth to the face put a hoe straight in her place on cruise control it's no race I ride solo in a 4 doe behind tinted windows blowing O.G On the phone with a yellow bone telling that hoe to come and blow me Yeah and for those who do not know me don't say my name or speak on me Cause I'll be at yo front doe like what's all that shit you said homie And if you making a statement then that shit written on paper Might as well kill yoself cause what you living for hater you snake I ain't fuckin with these hoe niggas why They be faking shaking snaking telling lies I don't trust these niggaz they be in discuise Working with the 5 probably wearing a wire