SideShow Bob Intro

We on the block of the opps
That claim they actin up

Yello nigga hair nappy as fuck
But the ratchet tucked

Nigga outta line call rock
He gone snatch em up

On the road
50 large on the maximum

Come back off the road with them bowls
Then we taxin em

We got beef
Well im the nigga that you copping from

[???] on the bag
My nigga thats when them choppas come

4 in the whip
The other chasin like a box in one

Draco got ac
Love to kick with tommy guns

Can't nobody touch a real nigga
Feel like tommy buns

All kind of guns
We get low, then we rob the plug

On the E
[????????} me miles and boogz

No hoodies on
When we came thru we robbin hoods

Glock got the plastic botmmom
And the chop got wood

Aye
Tell these pussy niggas shake sum
Big rocket on me
And im tuckin it if the jakes comin

Pull up on his block put a whole in him
Dre drummond
Strong quater pounds of the cookie
Got em for eight sum

Im independent nigga
Fuck a deak

If i dont feed my daughter
Then who the fuck will

Doing turn arounds on the road
I came to bust pills

Pockets on [???] challenger
Yo bands stuck still

Them truck wheels sit high
I can barely breath

Niggas getting murked
We laughing, while we passin weed

If i get murked, they gone laugh at me
Never lackin, cuz i keep a choppa next to me

Niggas gettin geeked
Then i pop em like some ectsasy

Come on strap on
When im strapped with the drake its std

Need a ia mtte black
Gucci leather seats

Niggas always claiming they gangsta
Till they meet with me

Hit em up to
Left the spaghetti in the streets

I ain’t a killa
But i promise niggas testin me

Got a Glock with the thirty shot
Let the extra squeeze

Pockets swole cuz
Its filled with the fetty cheeze

Niggas thinking shit sweet
Cuz i ain shred shit

Better not get caught in the club
With them necklaces nigga