so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin Keep on poppin that shit you poppin Cause we aint stoppin cuz you aint stoppin us We aint got to prove
a crew genius Murder whoever's between us, pack your heaters Keep it close, you can't beat us While your whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe
You can live with my pain, It's your own you cannot take? You played the game and lost, I wonder how you can, Hold the cards for a dead man The light
you're the one who enjoys All that your hands worked for when you were employed You and your boys have turned into you and your mens Time has passed you by and
