I been jamming up in Manny smoking on the stardog or the ammy when I got the ting they said that manny were manic so I ran into the Streets an I span it and span it I managed to stand it got haze on the double roll feds try and stop so I'm off on the duck and roll born in the double 0s and I sell double Oz if I see feds then I run the most cos my shots up and close and I keep my plates under those but I don't chat cos the streets leaving bullet holes I'm sick of all these gully hoes sandals and their muccy toes walking round with scruffy clothes kids screaming what are those slag wrote from head to toe can't speak down a telephone ye you know I sell and grow making up some heavy doe let it go cocain I let it snow wig get spun like merry go come clash of ya think ya heavy bro