[Intro: D-Lo]
Rude boy mafia n***a
D-Lo, D-Lo
Look, Look
[Verse 1: D-Lo]
All my n***as got aim I'm talking snipers, DC
One call will get you knocked off, I'm a general, no DB
I be riding round with my Kim K and a AK, no Kanye
I done smoked weed with that n***a Wiz, I drank syrup no Bombay
Got a mac connect with that A-1, been a real n***a since day one
I bounce out and hit that choppa dance on a snitch n***a, J-Kwon
I be runnin sh** no Usain, Big 40 slugs through your membrane
Got bands on me, Ben Franks, 50 Gs thats 10k
So all this gold on me got your ho on me
n***a I don't even want that b**h
A broke ho is a no no
(n***a I don't even want that b**h)
I beat a n***a like Ekzakt, mix a n***a like Sean Sauce
I play hard but I work harder, n***a I don't take no time off
I took a n***a's b**h and it was easy, beat a outta pocket ho up, Chris Breezy
Boy I murder sh**, smooth getaway, n***a that sh** too easy
Versace versace medusa head on me like I'm illuminati
This is an Oakland community n***as get shot on my property...
I ain't even know I could rap like that
2 40's, 2 9's, 2 K's, 1 mac, my n***a I ain't know I was strapped like that
Hundred rounds in that choppa, hundred bands in my safe n***a
Hell no you ain't safe n***a, big thing to your face n***a
Big thing to your face n***a
Big thing to your face n***a
Big thing to your face n***a
Hell no you ain't safe n***a
Big thing to your face n***a
[Inro 2: D-Lo]
Ay you n***as thought I was done huh?
Sleep! Greedy man what's happening?
Rude boy n***a
Rude boy n***a
[Verse 2: D-Lo]
I turn into a military vet
With a tech, and disconnect your head from your neck, sleep!
When I pull this thirty out I turn you n***as to strippers
Man I was born into the mob like my bruh bruh Chippa**
East Oakland, that's what I'm reppin'
If you scared go to church boy
You need a blessin'
I f** with Burn Out n***a and you ain't know that?
Every time I bust the 40 flash like a kodak
Look, if I ain't rappin' boy I'm pimpin and sendin hoes
Foreign b**hes got them dancing in centerfolds
Free my cousin Chalie free my brother John
Free that n***a Boosie ain't it about that time?
Yeah b**h I cop cars no officers
A couple bands for the dick is what it's costing her
Money stacked up I'm talking knee-high
Bad b**hes I don't f** with tinies I ain't TI
Haha, I said there's levels to this sh**
Got all these bezels in my wrist I'm off this Sprite and Activis (Syrup)
I said there's levels to this sh**
Got all these bezels in my wrist I'm off this Sprite and Activis (Syrup)