hold up wait one mother f****** minute you ain't full-blooded my Niger you ain't authentic you ain't real like you say you is bitch stop snitching if I catch you in the streets I'm going to get your ass to business ain't no need to pray now I ain't asking for forgiveness two shots to the dome only God going to be the witness stop snitchin that's what's wrong with have you cats are you going to be a dog naked when you run with the cats but then again you a rat what type of s*** is that make room I'm back Mr rap for crack going hard on this one like a train on the track if you ain't got my money I'm going to knock your cranium back it's in the bag motherfuking name giving it back it's a wrap I'm two steps ahead of you made it to overlap a f***** up in the game out here handicap I ride around this b**** atll day on my lap you already know where I'm from Pontiac where Niggas come up missing and ain't nobody seen Jack they looking for me right now but ain't nobody seen Jack he around this bitch somewhere with his head in his lap for running his trap you already know what happened the rats they get caught in the trap ,,, this one right here going to slap sauce dripping if we ain't talkin money n**** how we talkin business you must got the definition backwards going in ass backwards