[16 bar instrumental] [16 bar introduction] [Verse] [Male rapping] [Rapping offbeat] [Raspy voice] [Baritone] [Clear annunciation] still rough when its smoothed out i remember when i lived with moms i had to move out had two sisters one was in the girl scouts the other a scholarly thug who taught me the ins and outs of winning hood heavyweight title bouts and the idea to to keep an eye on friends when in doubt im not really something you play you'll see my shooters got disguises like drewski, drink a brewski, run a drill, get ya fitted do the whytoosie i'm giving out free fades who wanna look like boosie all the pocket knife maneuvers is sure to get you poked soaked t-shirt with blood, its not coming out with soap (nope) if you was my opp, id have the best peace, get the best rest i bet you only protect your chest piece with a vest, not thinking about that head piece killas are trained to have precise aim and hit ya brain by walking up on you or from a afar like that sniper long range dont you think its strange, a grown man, who can't fight, no hand game? No whip, no chain, man, you get broken down like erector sets the niggas that got your back thinking about switching sets, ...... ...... 70 pointy objects kid fly ya wig smoke a cig dance a jig say nothing to pigs you fronting at the same time i slid bad lace front the way i did his wig squeezing that squeezing that squeezing that squeezing that
