They got the whole world counting on this
 come back
City to city like where the fukk your 
son at?
Wasting too much time fukking with them
 dumb rats
Whoever slept on the boy, shouldn't have 
done that
Now go stand in the corner, put on your
 dunce hat
He real with it
He cocked both of his 
guns back
He about to make a call to Cali for his Spanish Muscle
Then I'mma spin one of you nikkas like the 
Spanish hustle
You ain't here
Be from Queens, were the 
can is muffled
His move was shaking so hard
He turned the
 land to rubble
Dumb dopes just opened up a 
can of trouble
I bet my life on it mack
That this is the 
gambler's double
It's not a good look, don't make the map 
paint a picture
Give rose beds put your head with a
 train of clickers
I see you nikkas not seeing like a gang of 
Hitlers
With arose and a black cloud it's gonna bring a
 twister
kool g rap is a monster lyrically sorry homie but crooked i not fukking with
g rap.