Yea R.I.P to the competition
It's R.I.P to the competition
It's R.I.P to the competition
Yeaaaaaaaa
[Chorus x2: Tony Yayo]
I turn my durag to a ski mask quick
f** boy dead nobody see that shiittt
I turn my durag to a ski mask quickkk
I turn my durag to a ski mask quicckkk
[Tony Yayo:]
Alotta n***az talking, I ain't sayin sh**
I wish I had 6 hands and 6 fingerprints
I got the glock 30, like an oakland n***a
My gd's in the chi I'l smoke a n***a
Black audi r8, homie drop the top
Swing through the hood like the black barack
Yeaaaaaa, and I stay with that million
Like dream stay on a milian
Homie I'm a don, n***a I'm a boss
Lines get crossed, n***az get tossed
n***a I'm up early in the morning with the dope in the blender
Turn my swag on I'l be gone to november
Low from the a.t.f, I gun bu*t a f** boy he had a.t flesh
I straight shoot a n***a
2 guns on me you could call me freddy ruger
[Chorus x2]
[Hell Rell:]
Them n***az know me, I carry dummy
Lightning on his wrist n***a looking like lunchmeat
Line his a** up like the neighborhood barber
Revolver in his face before he hop in his charger
Rap money slow, I ain't get a check in a while
When I'm thinking I ain't used this rusty tec in a while
So I load that sh** up, mindframe I gotta make this cash
Yayo got me bout to rob a n***a on jamaica ave
Oh yea homie, did you see that sh**
Boy ruger turned his durag to a ski mask quick
He got scared when he seen that fif
Robbed him in front of his giril like I ain't seen that b**h
Shorty walking around with his arm froze
n***a acting like all the pawn shops closed
Don't come around me we ain't ok
The big chain will make me go back to my old ways
[Chorus x2]