[Intro]
Uhhhh..
Paper Platoon..
Yeah..
Uh
[Verse 1]
Ey' where's your crew hang, we Wu-Tang, we boot camp, you the Hanson Brothers
Hit your fam up with a ransom number, thirty four dollars a blast street runner
You trash heap stunner bro, pretty whip pushin brand new hundred spokes
Still I hit any b**h in the tits with her kids in the crib
Give a sh** 'bout another ho up in my sh** we slanging
[Break]
We got the guns, guns, guns, guns, we slangin'
We got the guns, guns, guns, guns, we slangin'
[Verse 2]
Uh, I heard that Charlie hacked your bank account
So I'm leaning on my couch, I snorted half a ounce
Sneeze white, man my nose could cause an avalanche
Brother, I, man I told these cats to listen
I'm Tyson b**hes I'm champion, like..
[Sample: Mike Tyson]
I'm Sonny Liston, I'm Jack Dempsey. There's no one like me. I'm from their cloth. There's no one that can match me. My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable, and I'm just ferocious. I want your heart. I want to eat his children