Pray For Benzino

[Intro]
227 till I 187 (Yeah)
Bitch I'm from tha 9, yo hood ain't no realer (Fuck)
(Nigga)

[Verse]
(Look) It's a land fire
I'm murkin' this black quagmire
This goofy still alive, what the fuck is you?
A vampire?
Whack yo name out, find yo ghost writer
And blam guy
Shoutout to tha Goyas (Ey)
I can afford to send them bandz out (Hey!)
G like a Hoya nigga
Wanna know 'bout Ca$his? (Ca$his)
I was 74 'n 714 'n plug with real niggas
Like glasses (Malone), uh
Linked with Crook when he was with Suge
And I was strapped up, me and Eastwood
Punkin' pussy niggas when they act up
Like u, Raymond nigga
U don't have a clue 'bout gang bangin' (No)
U been shot, I've been grazed nigga (Oouu)
I don' put bad mans off in they grave
This is true
Brains poppin' out they cranium like Jades
When they bloom nigga
I take Chainz off, lame niggas too (Whoo)
Nigga, I'm from 78th 'n Langley
What yo lame ass gon' do, nigga? (What?)
I'm bogish and it's known Lon City's soul 'n em (You know)
This dwarf is just a troll and he know he a hoe, nigga (We know)
U cryin' to Police, the plot is gettin' thicker (What)
U showering at Red Roof, wit' a nigga (Damn)
Bitch, back off of my motherfuckin' dick (Biatch)
U a runt sized punk
U stand up to gobble glizz (Biatch)
I could go mask up and rotate until u dead (Biatch)
In gun formation, we throwin' K's at yo head
I wasn't involved
Don't try to reach out to Em or Paul (nah)
It ain't callin' em off
I'm bout the serve this nigga
I think i know who helped u pen it
U know tell murk u nigga
U been ducken for a minute huh
Step up out the shade huh
Hop up n these flamez huh
I'm on yo motherfucker ass anyway
Let's get it
Lemme break it down my nigga
A nigga who lost it all
Go use my name the clown bitch
How you like me now bitch
Have you scared to see me
Eyes the ground bitch
I got a next gen on me right now switched
Still the same kid
That aired out them crowds hit
Zino layin dead on the ground shit
It's premedited
I'm heavy weighted
You'z a busta
A snake ass fake ass
Bitch ass motherfucker
This shit is crazy
I'm on my biddaness man
We not alike
Cuz what u like is really a man
C iam nigga folk
N i can't let down my bigga bro
U step round here finna go
Got green light like open roads

[Outro]
Capo
Nigga trippin' mane