Pay attention.
The lessons in session.
If you didn't know by now it's time to get some direction.
Again and again I'ma let em know the way that I roll.
Revenge of the pimp shop oh yeah we takin control.
Look.
You know how we do ask the youngster J-won.
We bout to blow it up blast a bunch of napalm.
Sa Town till I'm gone great state of Tejas.
Real with the hustlers.
Can't hate the necias.
Bet ya.
Top dollar I could get your block to holla.
I want the inside of my wallet lookin like an avocado.
Got a problem I could solve it.
I'm throwder than an alcoholic.
Rope your hands up and throw you off the bridge and i pull your arms up out the socket.
This the topic don't knock it.
Cause you ain't part of the plan.
Got your heart in my hand got your squad on my badside.
Guess I'm targeting them.
Never pardoning them got the swingin coming down like a landslide.
Dropping all of your men.
Then I take your bitch out fuck her and never call her again.
You know bout max right?
You talking shit like on any given midnight we couldn't make you get right.
You know how we do.
Rockin my watch so my wrist bright but I take it off at any second if you fist fight.
You know how we do.
Besides the women the chronic cigars and the Budlight it's pimp shit and thug life.
You know how we do.
I'm making nothing but power moves and I fuck with a rowdy crew I'm bout hustlin how bout you?
You know how we do.
Top notch I could get your bitch to come and bop and swallow.
Pop a couple bars and sip and pimp and fuck a model.
That's my model that's my hoe.
Man she shakes it out control.
She bring it back and drop it low.
To the motherfucking flo.
Yeah.
You know how we ride in that north side.
Well you know I pull your hoe and straight up dick her up in a ride.
How I get it's how I play and how I play it's playa made.
Bitch I'm repping for the Tone.
Bitch I'm repping for the state.
Texas!
I'm on that pimp shit that take a hoe out.
Dick in her mouth she can get it every Sunday twice on Monday.
A bad bitch that's a runway.
Got me creeping down the one way.
Military Sunday.
Smoke the dro and gunplay.
Smoke the dro and gunplay.
Fuck with us it's doomsday.
End your life today's the day.
AKs about to fucking spray.
Deteriorate as bones decay. Bullets deep they penetrate.
Haters talk they know I spray.
You know I keep it playa made.
You talking shit like on any given midnight we couldn't make you get right.
You know how we do.
Rockin my watch so my wrist bright but I take it off at any second if you fist fight.
You know how we do.
Besides the women the chronic cigars and the Budlight it's pimp shit and thug life.
You know how we do.
I'm making nothing but power moves and I fuck with a rowdy crew I'm bout hustlin how bout you?
You know how we do.
You want some pimp shit well I can bring it.
Gotta live a trill life telling nada secrets.
While the boppas eat it and my dogs are chiefin I'ma still keep it real while you're talking feces.
I'm about my green and it's a prideful thing.
Against the law because I'm riding with a violent species.
Blowing out some steam just living out my dreams.
And it's me against the world till it's my time to leave it.
I define this I'm crafty with the rhymes.
I learned how to write in school but I'm nasty by design.
Talking smack to that team.
We'll blast you in the knee.
And have your limbs hanging like the fucking branches of a tree.
We ain't the same breed we too difficult to see.
You're claiming that you're different but your shit is typical to me.
Ya pitiful rappers.
You in it for the cheese?
Keep your eyes open and your vision clear.
You're trying to beat the best well then the missions here.
You talking shit like on any given midnight we couldn't make you get right.
You know how we do.
Rockin my watch so my wrist bright but I take it off at any second if you fist fight.
You know how we do.
Besides the women the chronic cigars and the Budlight it's pimp shit and thug life.
You know how we do.
I'm making nothing but power moves and I fuck with a rowdy crew I'm bout hustlin how bout you?
You know how we do.
Aggravated by these haters so I stay stuntin.
Plotting my every move but see nothing.
So I sip my magic purple potion.
Now my views clear in slow motion.
Devoted strictly for my grind.
Motivation is them dollar signs.
Serving fiends with nicks and dimes.
PSE we hold it down.
Steady acting like a clown.
Showing no pity at any given city.
Let em know about that 210.
San Antone Texas Bitch.
You talking shit like on any given midnight we couldn't make you get right.
You know how we do.
Rockin my watch so my wrist bright but I take it off at any second if you fist fight.
You know how we do.
Besides the women the chronic cigars and the Budlight it's pimp shit and thug life.
You know how we do.
I'm making nothing but power moves and I fuck with a rowdy crew I'm bout hustlin how bout you?
You know how we do.