[Verse 1: Luni Coleone]
Ugh
They call me Luni Coleone, down to dump on a snitch
f** em all, n***a, this West Coast, b**h
Down with I.M.G, n***a, so I'm gang related
Spittin' hardcore sh**, fool, I can't see faded
I'm a Sacramento psycho (psycho)
Gone of the nitro (off the nitro)
Smash on a b**h, then hit the a** when the lights go
Rollin' down Florin Road, perved off yak
I do dirt then, ski-skirt when I bust my caps
I bet a n***a lay down when his sh** get hit
Got his body smellin' worse than some week old piss
Its I, Coleone, wrappin' it up like egg rolls
Keep your b**h jockin' on some 20's of Dayo
On the go, making my louchi up off the yayo
n***as never knew Shotgun would spit with Skandal
But its real sh**, we been folks since high school
Doggin' b**hes, ditching cla**, and pa**ing the dank fool
[Hook X2: Luni Coleone]
Who wanna f** with some of this thug sh**
We got game to make your main b**h love dick
To all my enemies, when k**ing me, n***a, bump this
I'll have my n***as on your a** like some draws, trick
Thug sh**
[Verse 2: Luni Coleone]
Ugh
We spit that thug sh**, everything is on a b**h
Hardcore livin', ghetto fabulous, on some real sh**
Poppin' my collar, we getting sideways
Bangin' gears, big car pullin' up on the highway
We k** 'em up, mash on n***as like take a bone
I hit 'em up with the chopper, once again its on
Now thug n***as raise them thangs up (thangs up)
And bust a cap up in the air if you dont give a f** (give a f**)
Grab your b**h by the neck and yell out s*ut (s*ut)
And tell your partna with his b**h a**, he better duck
Thug living mafioso, doing big things up off the heezi
Like your breezi at the mo cheezi with a dick up in her kizi, thru
I thought you knew, Coleone make the sh** crack
Like beer cans off my boots when I'm tore back
Thug livin', d**h or prison is our motto
Thug sh**, Coleone spitting hard with Skandal
[Hook X2: Luni Coleone]
Who wanna f** with some of this thug sh**
We got game to make your main b**h love dick
To all my enemies, when k**ing me, n***a, bump this
I'll have my n***as on your a** like some draws, trick
Thug sh**
[Verse 3: Skanless]
Skandal be the realla, the n***a the big figga
Hustle hard, go get her, tell that b**h I wanna meet her
Player till I die, but k**a when I ride
Strapped, armed, and daily its a struggle to survive
So I keep my mind on my paper and my head on straight
You could ask my folks
Who the Coleone, fool, It's been that way
Since high school, been the same fool
With the same tool, with the same rule
Every b**h n***a must lose
Cause I've paid dues and got my ranks from bringing bad news
To hoe a** n***as that be acting just like you
You brand new, like young n***as smoking boo boo
I'm old school, like real n***as smoking green j**els
Bringing the pain, none of that to no gain
Its like the mutherf**ing sun without no goddamn rain
Skandal, f** the whole world, high as a kite
Ask my peep Shotgun, I bet we ride tonite
Come on
[Hook X2: Luni Coleone]
Who wanna f** with some of this thug sh**
We got game to make your main b**h love dick
To all my enemies, when k**ing me, n***a, bump this
I'll have my n***as on your a** like some draws, trick
Thug sh**