38 Spesh & Ché Noir & RJ Payne
38 Spesh & Ty Farris & ElCamino
38 Spesh & Rain910 & Fred the Godson
38 Spesh & Daniel Son (CAN) & Rome Streetz
38 Spesh & Black Geez & Eto
38 Spesh & Musolini & Flee Lord
38 Spesh & Street Justice & Rasheed Chappell
38 Spesh & Jai Black & Jamal Gasol
38 Spesh & Grafh & Cory Gunz
38 Spesh & Flashius Clayton & Planet Asia
38 Spesh & G4 Jag & Ampichino
38 Spesh & Hus KingPin & Rim Da Villin
38 Spesh & Conway the Machine & Benny the Butcher
[Intro: 38 Spesh]
Huh, yeah, we're gonna have some fun on this motherfuckin' project
Know'm sayin'? My niggas with that shit felt like, nah mean?
Teach these niggas how to rap again, nah mean?
[Verse 1: ElCamino]
My trapper got me lit
Whip cost me a brick, I'm just a few bands away from rich
Standing on the strip with nicks, still could have got you pinched
Me? I'm neutral, but I still be with Bloods and Crips
I bet this TEC with the cooling kit'll knock you out your kicks
I been on my shit, it's time they learned the bull from a pit
I was in the mix, I can tell by your chain you're a vic
Y'all niggas food but, shit, I gotta feed the kids
Uh, I ran every block I stood on, now it's time to put the hood on
I even had weed houses on Woodlawn
Whippin' up, I use my good arm
Fiend passed out on his way up to the store, we had the hood warm
Block hot, before this rap shit we played the hot box
I wanted to drive back when bitches was playing hopscotch
I'll put the Scotch tape to your face
Get your life erased, I come off the hip, blood all over the place
Have a taste, uh, y'all niggas just in the way
You see I made a way, you should be honored by the Lord's grace
[Verse 2: Ty Farris]
I can't change, I live my life by the code
Damn near froze many nights standing right by a stove
The streets feast like the beast, and it invited my soul
Lost control, heart was cold like a Viking in snow
Whoa, cold-blooded, I know you're liking the flow
'Cause these rappers die for me and go bite in a [?]
Bite your Prada, swallow something getting sniped from a chrome
Or punch your face 'til it explode, I'm a need ice for my bones
I'm a rare thug, you're like Betty White in a bear hug
The type that'll get hair plugs, wouldn't squeeze a flare gun
Your career's dead, I see crows in the booth
I fuck around, be like Hov doing shows in a suit
I'm from a broken home, demons sitting right up on my shoulder bone
A risk taker, life's a cliffhanger, I'm still holding on
Hold your breath for an hour, you think you're nice
I'll put your finger in a [?] and swipe it, I'm a tyrant
[Outro: 38 Spesh]
Let's go, huh, 1994