We rush shit, untouchable Don shit, that's nothin' new
My niggas rollin' those, fontos and hydros
That had a bad case of Joe, some even had to go
Wit my hats and lights blinkin', let the lah sink in
Even wit a record deal, our guns still peal
I told niggas, that you did it for show
Every time I see his wife and kids the shit tempts me
Gangsta walk and nines, at times I be the last to know
T.S.'ll make the baddest crews take a loss
And you wonder why you can't find us
Ready to kill your boss
Break a piece of your brain, wipe the stain
Made a million scared, my beats don' knocked
Many criticize but yo we all go to eat right?
Yo, yo yo, you scared to death, misery need company
I bet you hate it 'cuz we paid and floss, nigga we laid and lost
Throw the Range off, police-iano
Yo, you scared to death, misery need company
First clown in my face is gettin' thrown out the place
Crab slackers, niggas actin' like they mad rappers
And just, stay rich, and reminisce
Polic-iano's, Pabolos amigos
'Cuz thug niggas don't dance yo
Matchin' C's followed by the white Lincoln drivin' like I ain't thinkin'
Your colors got revealed and now you buy dough
Break a piece of your brain, wipe the stain
Keep the shit tight just like, Jose Canseco's
Even wit a record deal, our guns still peal
While I count my chips
Batting stance, a majorly we glance, and gotta yell, "What, what"
Like whoever sittin' on pies two, gettin' high too
Break your balls like Bahondo, call me Don Joe
Throw the Range off, police-iano
Watch for Hondo, they lookin' at our poster now, playin' us closer now
I'm addicted to street life, although it doesn't seem right
We stay smokin' it, tone-locin' it, me and Fat Joe still provoking it
Ha ha, mad rappers
Sets with stone arms just to muscle you, enough of you
My A done make the worst things out the cast of Different Strokes
Watch for Hondo, they lookin' at our poster now, playin' us closer now
Even your hoe, yo for real young blood I'm really afraid so
Break a piece of your brain, wipe the stain
Booked the nine o'clock, flight to Alando
I, ton and tender wit millionaires, gave a million stares
You know how that goes, DE's light it up though
This illegal life I can't avoid, I take the feds everywhere I go
Impost-o's, locos, morenos, go-golos, boriquas, platin-o's
Mad fly too, a thug too
Look in the skies, clouds look like coke 'n heaven
Decision, grow cocaine
But niggas thought you was ill yo
Throw the Range off, police-iano
That nigga Gauno up in M-C, is bein' friendly
My heart is empty
The funds follow us, what, these bitches swallow us
I got the flawless Acs wit gats to get that enormous stack
Watch for Hondo, they lookin' at our poster now, playin' us closer now
And all our hoes dine and ride in the back seat of my Cadillac
Crab slackers, niggas actin' like they mad rappers
Yo, yo Jose Luis, smoke lah like the reverend
The funds follow us, what, these bitches swallow us
We laugh and joke, while we bag in the coke
Joey Crack, the mack without the hat
You switch, I pour the Cris
So-called killers turned snitches like Rivono
And who's to say that I'm to blame, we only pawns in this game
And you wonder why you can't find us
On the way to home base
And you wonder why you can't find us
The funds follow us, what, these bitches swallow us
Never feelin' remorse
Even wit a record deal, our guns still peal
Yo we praise those, however you make your pesos
Coke slash sweaty rock, niggas drop a dime dough
I don't want no cure for this
For what seemed like a million years, yeah
Yo, you scared to death, misery need company
Crab slackers, niggas actin' like they mad rappers
Stain off, range off, watch out
That's why I'm paranoid, but still I choose to ignore the fact
I got a sniper one killed in the cross
