he spit this verse on a COC song, but i like this version
I went to Texas lethal.
Caught wreck with people.
Who have injected infected needles.
??? (can't understand this line)
Favorite bird, desert eagle.
Killa slices, colder than ice is.
One of the trifest, hype as the shiestest.
Y'all run like mices in the crisis.
You never hear nobody did me in
I be in Lebanon with the Libyans, Islanders, Caribbeans.
I ain't no fukkin child of y'all, I got money piles tall.
Selling big vials and all,
crack, smack and Tylenol.
Because all I got is fat options.
031's is what I wrap rocks in.
In '89 when I was slap boxin'.
Now blocks I'm pad lockin',
and gat cockin',
and cap poppin'.
Doing drive-bys out the black Datsun.
I ain't little but vicious.
Guns, no misses.
Your family, kisses and wishes.
Before I break you up like dishes.
fukk your bosses.
My forces
endorses
to kill all your sources.
Y'all nikkas best be cautious.
No losses.
My fortress is Jaguars, and Porsches.
Ride to OTB to check my money on the horses.
My office is flawless.
My block, one of the broadest.
Off to main attraction for them whitey ass tourists
but I tosses and scorches without no remorses.
Leave they bloody bodies to be found in Mt. Morris.
Harlem leave 'em scoreless.
I shoot your bytch and leave you broadless.
So if you want, we can start the static like a cordless.
nikkas that got me through though.
You know, uptown my papi chulos.
'84 they used to rock Menudo.
Up in they sight where they be startin the fights.
In the Dominican Republic, known as Washington Heights.
Disregardin your rights.
That's where they slammed the cops
??? will pop. My fam spot, helped me get the rocks, 100 grams we copped.
So here, we demand our props, handle glocks, never shammed no shots, but scammed on blocks where they hold 50 grand in knots.
Nobody runs mines, 5-0 or one time.
From gun crimes, get scum dimes.
Lay low til the sun shine.
Ain't tryna be no suspect.
From when me and Gruff met,
with tough flex and bluff sets that thought they was rough necks.
So go to your car, you won't get far.
Pop my trunk faster, don't make me flex on you ghetto style like Funkmaster.
hard to hear some of it and probably some errors
