I got weed
I can' breathe
Being held under water but still in seige
Try to deny the fact that i am great
From the street the beat had to be fate
The desi streets is different
We still got some guns and thats not a inference
You'll never know
Til you been dippin in the T.O
You see crazy
Sitting in the cold or run as the cops chase me
Brutal shit to my eye
Desi's hatin on me because i stay high
Fuck' em all i am the top dog runnin flexes
My own kind wanna see me fail now thats some next shit
Eh yo homeboy where the gat at
Blows his brains out and that is that
You see me I am a real G
That dope rhymer slash producer Jagged J-A-E
Desi's don't like me because i am vicious
Lethal like poison Give a fuck bout what u think my ass you can kiss it
I tell this game one thing I'm rolling out here
Speak my mind i kill tricks as the smoke get clear
Desi's from the hood, grimy skipping class
You fuck with us you get capp in your ass
Face tied up ass we robbing you
Dun give a fuck if your just doing your job fool
Desi's from the hood , grimy skipping class
You fuck with us you get a cap in your ass
Face tied up ass we robbing you
Don give a fuck if your just doing your job fool
I am minding my own business walking down the street or hall way
Hate full eyes looking straight at Jagged Jae
They act like they never seen a desi before
Bitch we there first one knocking at your door
You see i was headed straight for the factory
Or my lazy ass headed for the penitenary
Smoking up a 30 bag century
Drive bys in caddies to a venture you see
If i gave a fuck about your feeling
I would be like the rest of yall trying to make a living
I am saying what is going down in my street
From the pussies get shot and the ones kissing my feet
IT aint no joke ask Nav
He was licking my shoe like the biggest pussy man
Desi's got the nerve to be knocking on me
I see you on the line and you knockin on me when i am on tv
You a joke, you don't deserve my minute
And your bitch prolly want me to get up in it
For the rest listen up we been here for over a 100 years
I am still talking shit till the smoke is clear
Desi's from the hood grimy skipping class
You fuck with us you get a cap in your ass
Faced tied up ass we robbin you
Dunn give a fuck if your just doing your job fool
Desi's from the hood grimy skipping class
You fuck with us you get a cap in your ass
Faced tied up ass we robbing you
Dn give a fuck if your just doing you job fool
Now stop the tape, Stop the recorder
This desi dropping heat from across the border
I am indian
Gon step up for dominion
aciting like they never head of us before
ghat blastin and we real hard core
I am real g and a sikh
Get off my dick
They ask me what i give back but they neva gave me shit
I pull over because the cops siren calls
A 40 ounce on my lap and it freezes my balls
We live to get drunk, soon we get drunk to live
but don't worry bout that because its our own shit
It took the nerve of a gutter mothaphukka to step up
Because the rest of the desi's dun have enough nuts
Me and my homies blaze and get high everyday
The real gangster jagged mothaphukkin jae
before i bounce i drop a big line
I am the mothaphukka who put your son on flat line
This for all the pussy rappers that listening
Could give a fuck about your cars and your ice that be glisteninng
You this Desi whistling because i got a pack that ready to jack
all your chains use your brains everyone listen
You aint a g, when the gz come you start pissin
They say that i am jag
Smoking a blunt or a zig zag
I am running on mothaphukas you want beef step near
I kill these mothaphukkaz leave the hottboxx only when the smoke clear.
Desi's talking shit boy, boy i roll on them
Ghat in my hand out the window and blast on them
Desi's get no respect
I let you try to inject
you voice but bitch it don't mean shit
You talking shit and i got you whimpering like mutts
I tie a rope around your neck pull and leave you hanging like nuts
Most desi's work in factory or drive a trailor
Now its time for one to speak up and knock you out like an impailer
We suppose to paki's fuck no shit i aint that
You call me that ima be the first to blast a ghat
The desi's in the street are always hard
You got to be from the mothaphukkin start
Some desi's will hate on you and some will try fuck up your life
Because they jealous mothaphukkaz but thats alright
unless your weak and can't handle it
You see my rhymes are rough restricted more cons than a scandal bitch
So much drugs in my system and its because the streets
Desi's try to eat away your brain thats why i carry heat
The biitches try to fuck with you and try to take you over
them nasty ass hoes are a mothaphukkin loather
no ice and a desi gon pay the price
I keep it desi style jack you instead of playing
They say we aint shit but we aint no joke
Still cussing you off only leave the hott boxx after i clear the smoke
THE HOTT BOXX