Kurt Angle

[Intro]
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney

[Chorus: TeejayX6]
I'm sippin’ Wockhardt right now, it taste wonderful
A nigga ran off, I got my hitman huntin' you

[Verse 1 :TeejayX6]
Hate when I can't smoke, I need to go find my medicine
Money in my safe, that shit older than Thomas Edison
Bitch, your breath stink, you need to go and get a peppermint
R-I-P the opps, they losin’ by a large deficit
Knock a nigga out with my hands, that's fatality
I need to pour some Hi-Tec up, I got the allergy
Eatin' too good, I done damn near got a cavity
Knock a nigga out in eighth grade at Chandler Park Academy
Then I got kicked out, they said they can't have that
Showed her some money, but, bitch, you can't have this
Niggas fucked up, eatin' green beans and salad
I bought some Wockhardt, I'm 'bout to pour it in my beverage
My Rollie cost thirty, you could tell by the bezel
I just found some red and I bought it from The Devil
Lil’ Draco, I’ma hold it like a cradle
Hit a nigga offline using' Cain and Abel
He short me my money so I’m 'bout to flip the table
Made thirty thousand playin' Blackjack turn tables

[Chorus: Kasher Quon]
I just had to choke slam a nigga like Kurt Angle
I'm finna fuck this bitch late night from the front angle

[Verse 2: Kasher Quon]
I tried to watch TV with her but she ain’t got cable
Call one of my options, shot that nigga in his navel
Ain't talkin' 'bout the movie but I love the color purple (Purple)
Amiri jeans on me tight as Hell like Steve Urkel
You a lame-ass nigga so I'ma call you Steve Urkel
Was tryna fuck this bitch but she said she got a curfew
This some fire cookie, bitch, I'm smokin' on turtle paco
I don't know what kinda weed you got, that's John Doe
That shit an unknown strain
My cousin broke as Hell, that nigga, he insane
It's somethin' wrong with that nigga
Was finna fuck this bitch, but somethin' wrong with her pussy
I think that lil' bitch burnin' or somethin'
He ain't even wanna hit the road, I think he nervous or somethin'
Like that nigga scared as Hell, hahahaha

[Chorus: TeejayX6 & Kasher Quon]
I'm sippin' Wockhardt right now, it taste wonderful
A nigga ran off, I got my hitman huntin' you
I just had to choke slam a nigga like Kurt Angle
I'm finna fuck this bitch late night from the front angle