Went from a small chimp in the game to gorilla king pimp in the game
Know how to tempt dames to tense in the Range
Hit the block to pitch rocks, the strength of the name
Meant for the caine, lactosin, limp with a cane
We even pack toast, expend from the flames
My aim, strictly about makin that bread pop
Blocks red hot from feds and cops
Lookin for rock bottles with red tops
Tradin lead shots with dread locks
Infrared dots til the head drops, we fled spots
Word on the curb, when it came to birds we spread flocks
No tellin when the bloodshed stops
Glide til the sled stops
Copped the latest every hot flavor in them crocs and gators
Somebody clique riff, pop the bravest
Outta town whips I got from Avis
Drop knots in Vegas
My plot for paper was crockpots of wafers
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