They tried to ask a question
Teo stepped in
Told me j don't speak
Ain't nothing free beast
He making sure that heat don't leak
Nigga
We walk like mob bosses
So we greet on cheeks
They couldn't rest
If I'm next
I only sleep on freaks
I left a pantomimers face
In catatonic state
Had the Canon on us like the kids on aunt Jemima waist
I'm in the Manson murders place
Writing this one
The last one at the Taj Mahal
You guys is Taj Gibson
You down low
Niggas wouldn't get a pound
Off a weight mover
I'm on some shit where I can spit a round
With the great muta
Sat with the kids told em make maneuvers
That mean be ruthless as you bring Ben Frank's to us
Doofus
Marlboro pack in the sleeve working the pool hall
Doing what we do y'all
The dj playing cards
He don't care bout his job
He's looping Lou Rawls
I'm left when half the crew gone