(feat. O'Dell) [Mac] Send this out to my nigga Mike King and All the 22nd gangsters in Columbus Ohio From a O-G to a B-GEE Slow your roll niggas Shell
trigger of my serve machine So don't ever harass me, or put nothin past me Cause you'll be the next when I blast, gee Bust caps back at your mac, and
Is Lil Weezy Dey Can Not See Me They Are Like Stevie I Am Bareing A Ton Like Lee-V I Circle Ya House Like Bee-Bee Colder Dan Da He-Be-Gee-Bees Neva
muthafuckas is dope though I'm tellin you, bro you ain't never heard no shit like this befo' So Jay Tee, step up to that mic and tell em how you rollin
Tell me how you gon' deal with the niggas that feed When they're comin from the city where the murderers bleed Keep a strap on the side, a A.K., Mac-10
for the mind of the niggas strollin deep Watch your back, I'm about to creep It's not Compton, it's South Central like a bitch Another gee with a gaffled
fire, I got the industry tied up Held for ransom, pretty bitches tell me calm down handsome I just give them a stupid look without answerin' [Chorus: Bee-Gee
gats You got to walk the set and be fully strapped The drug dealers steady makin' the ends My nigga got popped doin' time in the pin a Mac ten is a
bawlin' though girl, you ain't been around niggaz before? Why my chain rosey gold, why my wrist below zero How the hell I know B-Lo, why them girls tell
straight But my surroundin' Niggas want half weight So what the fuck all I see iz niggas heads peeled I ain't got to many postive relatives people Try to tell
