We gettin pure this da plot of the lure we ain’t kinda sure so we open the door its this big ass dork he looking like a stork the look of him makes me wanna go to a switch and stick in a fork so we talk we sayin how he be poor we like aww we give him a stain was like under 1k thats ok we be with this bih but we see him he goes back laughing going to his homies they doin a deal now lets be for real we just gotta chill this be on our will but they will see us we shut the door then go to the window hes now in all black ski mask on and black trainers so he blending in we looking though the blinds he doin soin it looks like a sighn it is night so we dont have a good sight and a flashlight he cant use it its too bright and they will see the light so we like aight what we finna do cus we all looking confused energy defused so we stalkin him all the way to his house we see the opps so we get up and run we try not to get banned of the block we have wet socks we get in the car we put on the locks used a bandana to hide my dreadlocks we finna go back to thhe crib so we go and sit he couch couldent fit so its a mosh pit picture this theres four dudes and they gotta move the way we choose we could never loose we aint gettin the blues i say hey lets go to bed its gettin late we live by the lake and know how to iceskate we just all mates we don’t hesitate we aint the one to blame we aint got no fame we in the game but we got the flames these niggas be tame and be lame