| My father was a drinker and a fiend
|
| And one night he goes off crazier than usual
|
| Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself
|
| He doesn’t like that, not one bit
|
| So, me watching, he takes the knife to her, laughing while he does it
|
| He turns to me and he says, «Why so serious?»
|
| We smoke up like everyday
|
| I got in with my K
|
| Need the packs, I need the bricks
|
| Runnin' fast, ándale
|
| Makin' money is the race, first place, on relay
|
| Made lil mama count that cash, 'cause she know I do not play
|
| And if homie move around, shooters gon' light up the place
|
| Known killer in your town but with no face, no case, uh, uh
|
| I’m off the reefer, pop a pill, a geeker
|
| Jumpman on my sneaker, a Sake World believer
|
| Ooh, oh, that’s your mans?
|
| We almost shot that nigga, yeah
|
| We almost dropped that nigga, yeah
|
| SD get that nigga, yeah
|
| D gon' rip that nigga, uh
|
| This that gang shit, you better love my gang bitch (Uh)
|
| Fake fuckin' with me gon' get me paranoid (Paranoid)
|
| I had to cut off these scrubs, cut off these little boys
|
| I pulled up in a Maybach, don’t make a lot of noise
|
| I been playing with Rugers and Glocks like they some toys (Uh)
|
| You flex like a hot boy
|
| Showin' too much get you shot, boy
|
| 40 with a mop, boy
|
| You could never kick it on my block, boy
|
| And that’s that 39 shit (39 shit)
|
| ATL 29 shit (29 shit)
|
| Thot bitch get me right quick (Uh)
|
| You don’t want no beef bitch (Uh, yeah, yeah)
|
| Thick bitch a keeper (Yeah, yeah)
|
| Hot like a uh (Yeah, yeah)
|
| Hot like a fever (Yeah, yeah)
|
| Hoes off the molly, they lookin' like a tweaker (Yeah, yeah)
|
| I’m tweakin' off a Perc (Yeah), lookin' like a lemur
|
| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
|
| Gang (Gang)
|
| Cutthroat, gang (gang, gang)
|
| Sake World, gang (gang, gang)
|
| Cutthroat (Cutthroat)
|
| Cutthroat, gang
|
| Sake World, gang (gang, Sake World)
|
| Sake World (Yeah), 29 (Uh)
|
| Let’s put a smile on that face |