Lyrics:

Let's get is unplugged, one slug is one thug
That gun love, run drugs with yung thugs
When the drugs come, slug son, the rocks come
With the snob done, till I saw the plug one
Listen, dum dum, know what hood I come from?!
I come with a hunit niggas, that's my plus one
Run up on these lil' college niggas from thrust funds
Nas get one mike? I don't really want one
Back at 'em, back at 'em, we strap at 'em
I clock back, I click click click clock at 'em
I snap at 'em, I ride a tele tech at 'em
And back paddle, yo, lemme get a crack at 'em
Back stab 'em, cut 'em up, hash tag 'em
Walkin' out the bank with blunts and cash draggin'
Garbage truck got my name, I trash bang 'em
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You betta keep steppin', we keep rubbers to keep thrumpin'
You got three seconds: 3 2 1
We got Kay Slays, three Glocks, tree sweepers
Ace Ks, blowin' up, heat seekers
Betta make way, betta pardon the AK
My game's honest, no more blunts in the A trays
Throw that piece of pine, cut a nigga up eight ways
Last 48, you won't be found for eight days
We kickin' doors in, closed doors get forced in
This a caution, pay up, extortion!
Or get tossed in, winners get bossed in
Or get tossed out the plank, or in a cross win
Paw! Step fingers, doublecross a nigga
Gun in yo hand, don't make me force you niggas
Come with the bread, or it's gonna cost you niggas
Take you to the roof, jump! Chris Cross you niggas