I’m that nigga that stood that block rain ,sleet or snow with that pole Trap slow I’m in traffic might just serve you at of store You get home put it on the scale I,fenssie Him out a zone ,You should know not to come round here sniffing on the low (that’s his ass)caught his ass at the citco stood over him homie lumped his kinfolk How I move don’t second guess me (yes)I’m scrap at all my shows ,Free the real till I can say it backwards