[00:18.757]I've been geekin' all my life, you *****s geekin' was a phase and I ain't feelin' that
[00:22.454]Slide over here and get your ceiling whacked
[00:24.618]You can find me in the zoo where the gorillas at
[00:26.770]Love the candlelight, but that ain't even where we killed him at, ***** *****
[00:29.805]At Rolling Loud with .40 cal'
[00:31.500]Might catch me a rapper and start performing in the crowd, you know?
[00:34.394]Stick talkin'
[00:35.373]On Blood Gang, I trip often
[00:37.273]Catch a sucker leakin', but only his ***** talkin'
[00:39.455]We gon' blam a ***** stupidly long as my wrist knockin'
[00:42.217]*****s know how I'm rockin', for surely, I'm John Stockton
[00:44.496]You be woofin' on the gang, when you see me, it ain't no problem
[00:47.254]I'm feeling nice today, 'stead of killin' 'em, I should rob 'em, ayy
[00:50.017]Gave him twenty, then traded that for the stock
[00:52.203]Rock with too many shots just like I'm beggin' for the cops
[00:54.594]Doin' somethin' you not make 'em hate me, that's on God
[00:57.280]Pull up like a hooper and hit you with four-five, *****
[01:00.045]All I think about murder, let's trade minds
[01:01.990]Slangin' irons, main reason your partner be on my Live
[01:04.570]Your baby daddy scared of me, he can tell you I'm slime
[01:07.106]You rap 'bout all them choppers, them *****s hit you with nines
[01:09.319]All the time, we gon' handle *****s if they one of mine
[01:12.012]I know a couple shooters that tattle-told in they prime
[01:14.718]Heard little brother was snitchin', they wasn't lyin'
[01:16.952]But what's crazy, *****s rap about rodents in every line, come on
[01:19.863]Give it up for the snitch gang
[01:21.684]You do all them push-ups, hit the street, and get zipped, gang
[01:24.263]Popped a couple *****s, but it's all in the wrist game, I'm insane
[01:27.222]Please don't try me front of these kids, man (On God)
[01:29.065]I prefer the Glock over the chop, I like to know who I be shootin' anyway
[01:32.650]My ***** right here gon' grab the K
[01:34.526]Only shootin' out the whip because we on the interstate
[01:36.879]No point in faith, 'cause ain't no shooter finna see them heaven gates
[01:39.728]Who got the cold whips and most tricks?
[01:41.914]Who got 'em eatin' out his palm? Who got a neck that cost him four bricks?
[01:44.996]Who got your baby mama door kicked?
[01:46.628]Put a whole thirty in that Glock and let it go until the pole click
[01:49.851]Who got the power that say *****s wasn't good?
[01:51.840]Who got the ball? Who movin' reckless when he jugg?
[01:54.029]Who be the most hated but the never understood?
[01:56.460]Who put him on a shirt then went and stumbled out the hood?
[01:59.013]Kony