Pau Gasol

[Intro]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
(Who the hell is Carlo?)

[Verse 1: $kid]
Dutch got a heat sensor, he'll hit you to the wall
Big block of white, look like Pau Gasol
Rock a K chain, but I really got it all
Tellin' bad bitches, "You in the crib with a doll"
It's hella work around, and you ain't got none of it
How much cash sold? Probably a ton of it
Dutch'll peel your skin back just for the fun of it
I could never fall off 'cause me and the plug got a covenant
I could never fall off 'cause we plugged with them people
I ask Dutch what's happenin'? He said, "Just keepin' it evil"
Twenty racks on me, it look like I'm packin' a degal
I got twenty packs on me bundled with the needles
Thousand grams on me, I ain't did a line once
Had to hunt Darell down, I'm done givin' out fronts
Sticky on a reev, I do my own stunts
Smacked my mans in the shit, he let Jackie hit the blunt

[Verse 2: $weet-T]
Just for lookin' at me wrong, Dutch'll make the blick explode
Irene in the trap shootin' dope goin' sicko mode
Look around the spot, all I see is bricks and 'bows
I'm scrapin' up the pot, Darell pickin' his nose
Mask and a blade, I'm the chef in Shinobi
I'm ridin' with this chopper 'til my death like Kobe
Unc' said he used to pour his sizzurp in the SoBe
Irene said the dog make her feel warm and cozy
My man caught a body, now they kickin' off the case
Jackie in the corner and she pickin' off her face
Katie sniffin' powder and Darell smoke the base
Trey hit the tank, and smoke blues for a chase
Brick in the whip 'cause we don't care about no lame law
All my tweakers gettin' cooked 'cause the 'caine raw
I probably go insane if I could see what the 'caine saw
Dutch'll drop your plug and cut him up with the chainsaw

[Verse 3: $kid]
I feel like Young Scooter, I'm breakin' down bales
You ain't never had to vacuum the floor after a sale
My fiend did a teen, now she's woosy and pale
I'm rappin' 'bout Irene 'til they send me to jail
I'm rappin' 'bout my fiends 'til I get a million dollars
Took IG models to the trap spot, she got a million followers
Josh smoke blues, he used to be a scholar
They know me in the city, but I came from the holler

[Verse 4: $weet-T]
They know me out in Russia, but I'm from down river
My play only want a gram, I ain't rushin a sliver
Jackie ran out of dope and got the shakes and the shivers
I'm ridin' with a bag in intent to deliver
Send some work and steal it back, I'm an Indian giver
My opp tried to tussle Dan and caught a slug to the liver
Play callin' for a big, I said, "Cop somethin' bigger"
You sittin' on the work, that's where me and you differ

[Outro]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
(Who the hell is Carlo?)