Tuesday, July 19, 2005

king

lets get one thing understood
im the king of the PT
wanna holla
u already know where to find me
posted on the block
with my team right behind me
dont remind me
i'll take ya hoes kindly
or with force pussy nigga dont try me
wanna trip i keep a .380 beside me
most likely u dont want it to escilate
got 20 niggas strapped everyone gone spray
with carbon 15's shotty's & ak's
any way that u want it
u can have it your way
i aint burger king
but i still fuck with a flame
call my heater fat joe
it'll make ya rock away
u's a lame
but u already know that
yo hood aint poppin
my hood where the o's at
them panties aint droppin
my hood where the hoes at
ya bitch call me papi
she know where the doe's at

5 in the mornin we be on the block
fiends ready when we open up shop
that white that yellow that green
we give them niggas what they want & what they need
ptowns finest & mtowns best
we'll grab the tech & leave a hole in your chest
we dont play & nigga we dont just rap
we stay posted slangin we trap

me & my niggas stay with a dro sack
u starvin in the hood but nigga my pockets stay fat
u thought ya had me beat but nigga this is the payback
gotcha ya shakin in ya shoes i guess u afraid that
the bullets'll hitcha where ya teeth & ya waists at
& aint nobody even gonna know where ya face's at
face that nigga u cant compete
u fuckin with a nigga here that cant be beat

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