six nine snitched when he swiched he shoud not have let it slipped yea ive ben staking dem racks thirtythousend in the back me and my doods wair black and my haters be wack we got cash in a sack eating food that a big mac turn up we make the room lit we bit like a lion my hatters frightened of me they drink they own pee they caint see the way i spitt flames some people be lame in they own lane bang bang ur moms a thot cash we got alot yea six nine snitched when he switched shoud not have let it sliped yea ive ben staking them racks thirtythousend in the back me and my doods where black and my hatters be wack we got cash in a sack eating food thats a big mac