Yeah nigga
Coming to yo motherfuckin face with that phonk, nigga
It the realer nigga suck a nigga dick for 2012, bitch
Coming down the strip wit yo bitch
And she suckin dick
Fucked the fucking clique
And she thick
Nigga what's the lick
Nigga what's the play
Who we be robbin today
Don't go stray
Ride with Ethel Wulf and you will be ok
Everyday
I smoke reefer blunts and a Playstation I play
I go cray
If my pockets empty that won't be ok
Wherever I lay
I got lethal killers surrounding the place
Test yo faith
Meanwhile I'll be posted polishing the tray
So you say
You a gangsta nigga but y'all never spray
Nigga been coming yo cars up
Busting yo couch up
Tables and windows
I give no fucks