L-town

young siou

im new to the game but you using a cane (00:10)

leavin' you in pain

take you to the back where i pack those straps

squad don't fuck around

back up before you get shutdown

by this glock

over the top, droppin props

tighter than your toob socks

stop.

lay a nigga down

6 feet unda killin you and yo motha

ill run up on ya ass day or night

lay ya ass down whole squad getting wiped

this devilish beat

got me thinking discrete

have ya whole family buried unda the concrete

I'm real

not like you bitch ass sheep

leave you dead in the street

watching your family weep

that's the type of shit im o(w)n

i was born

got it goin on,

to the break of dawn pass the early morn (00:45)

i don't like tricks that's one way to get yourself crucifixed

this shit got me doing flips

you betta peace out before i knock that smile off ya fuckin lips

while I'm catching six

ill pick the mac up

you niggas betta back up

you know i don't fake gats

y'all brats best scat.

born in the trap

strait out the fucking dungeons of rap

this is ludicrous you smell like tuna fish

fuck snitches, leave you with stitches i got triple sixes

you on the run from the devils son

turn around an ill hit you with my gun got you spun

hit that blunt

leave you faded

yo lies be translated

this rap got you split

I'm a pirate

got your brain thinking its on auto pilot