| Shadow
|
| Well now I’m sellin d and dosia
|
| Kickin it with the g’z and soljaz
|
| Makin fetty steady and each and everyday u see me rollin
|
| Another joint, said thru my voice
|
| While blazing dank and making big noize
|
| Big boyz, play wit big toyz
|
| Packin a tec and drinking gilroy’z
|
| Vodka with my potnaz strapped with choppaz and it’s evident
|
| We’ll buck u with no hesitance, u need to leave the premise
|
| I’m checking this
|
| Mark he ain’t got no heart I packs enough steel
|
| To make me feel the safest through the shadiest of drug deals
|
| Got much grillz
|
| Still took a couple blocks these popos jack us
|
| Man they shadier than congress, so don’t get caught up in the process
|
| I mob with g.u.c.e on the downlow
|
| Creepin, neva slippin, hittin deep within the shadows
|
| The dosia that I channel, city to city, county to county
|
| Got me thinkin they won’t get me, but theys 50 all around me
|
| So I’m leavin, pagers beepin, and this fool he want like 2 keys
|
| Got my Glock cocked, ready to pop, and now I’m mobbin wit my true g’z
|
| Meet me at the park after dark strapped. |
| tight |
| Coz if he tries to jack mines, ill send him to the afterlife
|
| Transactions keep me scanning, now he’s walking near the trash can
|
| So I’m hoppin up outta my shit, give him his bricks, and get my scratch man
|
| But it was all bad
|
| He cocked back his shit and started bussin
|
| Got me dumpin, popo’s coming, now I’m runnin, dodgin, jumpin
|
| Over fences thru the trenches, coz 5−0 will beat u senseless
|
| So I’m lookin for an exit, coz the danger’s clear and present |