Certified Street Platinum

[Verse 1: AllStar Lee]
Me and Tee in the [?] with the red trim
Bitch, we used to traffic outa red M
He want smoke, [?] break his head in
If the rap don't pop, bitch, we going [?]

[Verse 2: Tee Grizley]
Niggas talking crazy, that shit crazy, 'cause we [?]
[?] we gon' escolate it, [?] shit
[?] bloody, he might pull up in a red Benz
80,000 on me, I can try, but I can't spread this

[Verse 3: AllStar Lee]
Stomp a nigga in Dior, that's a thousand dollar [?]
Quarter million dollar [?] that's my brother shit
The Glock two faced, fuck around and hit a switch
Took the dawgy out the stove with an oven mit

[Verse 4: Tee Grizley]
Hold up, free my brother, bitch
Brodie locked up, niggas still can't fuck my brother bitch
You'll never hear about how my lil brother snitched
Like how I heard your rother snitched
You and your brother bitch
Facts, eh
When I seen her twerk, I saw the freak in her
Had to climb [?] latter, get [?] got so deep in her
Layed up in the crib [?] bag moving, I ain't even see [?]

[Verse 5: AllStar Lee]
Bag gone so fast, I ain't even see it [?]
I don't fuck with nerds, bitch, I run with all dope runners
Come and [?] you know we got them [?] numbers
Bitches see these VV's dance, and gon' wanna blow on us
Bussing through this bitch [?] tried to lock the door on us
Hundred thousand dollar chain, [?] at the liquor store
Hought your bitch was fast [?] hit her off a [?]
[?] coast to coast, [?] buffalo
Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg, leave your hood up in smoke

[Verse 6: Tee Grizley]
Eh
Dimes on the floor [?] bitches [?]
[?] 'cause they kill faster
[?] they mans just get smoked?
Nigga still acting
Bitch, we street platnom, and got songs that went real platnom
I'm in the studio rapping to get a better life
Still be at the murder [?] with the extra ice
Three story crib, don't come over if you scared of hights
Bitch, I might not tell you once, you know I ain't gon' tell you twice

[Verse 7: AllStar Lee]
[?] freaky bitches wanna share us, right?
Shooters tapping me on [?] see them niggas staring, right?
You think he a tough guy? You know them niggas scary, right?
Rappids in the passinger, you know it's a Macclarin, right?
These niggas [?] swaring they ball
[?] ain't even worth the [?] out of my [?]
50 [?] in my [?], can't keep bitches up off me
Get you killed in the morning, while you sipping your coffee
Nigga

[Verse 8: Tee Grizley & AllStar Lee]
You see these chains on our neck, they cost a lotta bands
[?] unless the chopper [?]
Brand new Rolie, I had to blow the brains out
Run up on us, and we gon' blow your brains out
Bitch