| Don't doubt my soldiers for coming, bring all the artillery, get all the plots up outta my family, hear the enemies that wanna battle me, nigga we get at them hoes with (?). They marchin real thugs, them other niggas just entertainers, phonies, bustaz, hoes, you name it, actin tough because they famous, (...?...) presentation from the nine, we come roll, ready to handle what we come here for, these niggas is talkin shit, ya know when we see you again we up in yo shit, and when we swoll yo lip, now see how quick ya twist bitch. We gone get cha, betta get the picture for fuckin around with Sawed-Off Mr. Leathaface flossin murda, nigga comin to serve ya (serve ya serve ya)... |