Groups of hoe's pursuin me, as if there's more than two of me I'm in a silver SL five pounder on the block,Īintcha ever seen a young playa clown in the Drop, (do ya thang) Aint nuttin to a G gang spit fluently, Snitchin all day I look around on the block. Standin tall lookin down on the bloody boys Fresh out the house got the beat on suicideĪs I ride up and down Martin Luther King Drive,
