Blood Brothers Smsd - Intro Lyrics

Back at it like a crack addict
I need moe doe
Solo
Draped in polo with that foe foe
Duck low when that pole blow
They like o no
O no he gone loko call the po po
Bandana around my antenna
Ima trendsetta
Big fella but a light steppa
Stilla chin check ya
Mic wrecka got the right nigga
That's on site nigga don't like niggas
You the type nigga to lose ya life nigga
Riden wit my hittas and my niggas ain't no act
Flex it if u wanna you a gonna that's a fact
Ain't playn games with these lames and they kno that
We in the middle
Of the muthaf*ckn map
Its Mr. who be tripping
Putting money over bitches
Get yo bread an watch yo back ain't got no time to do no slipping
Catch me out I might be pimpin' walking slow I might be limping
Cause this clip be hella sticking and the suckas still be wishing
But them fools know I'm wit it
Get doe but steady tripping
In the lane
An steady whipping
With these hoes don't do no trickin'
Get the bag
An bet I flip it
Ain't no nigga f*ckin wit it
When it comes down to this gritting I'm the muthaf*ckin illest
Cause Im ready an I'm willing
Stack the cash an make a killing
Bet the real niggas feel it
The fake is always timid
Like the 90s master p
It ain't no muthaf*ckin limit
Rebel records in this bitch we in the muthaf*ckin building