[Intro]
This is the fucking shit I be talking about
Half rapping ass motherfuckers
You think it's a game?
You think it's a fucking game?
Come on

[Verse 1]
You know how it go
For life my n***a, on site my n***a
Die slow, my n***a
Copy? Ten four my n***a
Real n***a on line
And I came just in time
You gotta go get yours, but I can scrap with mine
Motherfucker don't play with me, water grenade with me
And an A.K. with me, all day with me
And I got stones, a pocket full of dough's
And I got hoes, a couple of them yours
Hold up, M.M.G
That's murder, mayhem, god dammit that's me
C, C, C
Carol City Cartel, go hard here for the feat
Fuck how you feel
Give a fuck who you is, what you bout, what you done, who you killed
I set it off on any motherfucker out here
That's word to every motherfucker not here
I can smell the money, Makaveli money
Bounty on your brain, that's psychedelic money
I don't ask if I could, I'm good
Shoot, putting down at your baby mama crib like a brute
It's a medellin thing, coke amphetamine thing
Four four loaded, next to the King James
Low life, my n***as are sting rays
Hey, mom tied to the string rakes
One time for the inmates
My n***a B-Boy, my n***a V-Ray
My n***a Caino, they gon' be straight
This for the robbers, shaking all the cops on the E-way
[Outro x4]
No church for the rats n***a, n***a