Sickkaaa lufffaa Sickkaaa lufffaa

Sickkaaa lufffaa 3xkrazy gonna bump it

Drinkin' on a 4-0 ounce of malt liqua Lex coupe quicka

5 on the back of my ride think I'm high checkin my plates and sticka

But if they don't ride paasss me

Lil voice in my head sayin hit the gas G go fastly

Through the back streets through the cuts n trucks of East Oakland

You see pimpin and ho-in L-E-O got the dank smokin'

These pigs on the back of my lex ain't knowin

The way my dollars and flex is flowin I guess they came up Charlie

Cuz the rode right pass and I kept ridin' bumpin Bob Marley

To the shop to get my top dropped pine and stereo incredible knock

You could here me comin all the way up the block

C*****e like sittin on thangs with shocks

With a Glock bet I'll be hittin yo block

Packin heat like ground beef roasted channels strapped with a gat

Juss packed with ammo neva pretend on breakdown indo

Throw the 'bacco out the window flowamatically countin c-notes

Automatically countin people hit 'em up get 'em up bumpers dig 'em up

Hit 'em up wid a hollow tip till they can't feel s**t man I'm so sick

It could be so artificial juss like a potna off the stokes

Toke and get thrown before you get smoked by my Fo' Fo'

Hollow point yo 0's and families with the casualties began the show was on

Had it been my 4 percent as I loc one in provoking ya whole set with mess

So scandalous that ya homies didn't do s**t

Blow his candle look can ya handle this

N***a at 145 miracle dipped with chemicals and bury ya minerals half alive

Energized by naked lies douse that between fuse these n***as be payin they dues

But some n***as roll 'em and cruise so I stack 'em and stick 'em in twos

Like bullets let the bodies refuse so they pick and choose

At the house with a strap and a bottle of booze intention to get my cash on

Exception I'm still blastin 'em with the 44 mag-a-num yo who was out there crackin 'em

I don't kno he was supposed to go its crazy mothaf**kas in the o

Strapped with a tech and a chop to the nutty block to get a dub

Cuz furly markets and my n***a they don't got love for yo n***a name sneak

Cuz I beez servin off ridin with ease feelin the breeze

25 for sacks of 3's Hennessey and squeeze not thinking about 5-0 and freeze

Cuz I be G'd and don't like my d**k to be teased b***h on yo knees

The F to the L-O type speakin never said please slappin 'em silly

And not a gentleman like willy sockin a ho buckin at her n***a with my fully

The s**t goes down like a 7-4 in the O now u kno the fact from fo

Buckin fast not slow cope with willin to hit the chest and hit the flo'

Disgrace unload on yo face with the clenched fist Hennessey sippin gradually

And thinking about a casualty that killa don mentality in me and comin naturally

Turn yo day into a tragedy buck up and watch him drop with the gravity

Had to be 3 times flow 9 brutalized mind naked off a shrine and a jug of Rhine

And can't even walk a straight line Doin the s**t pullin licks on lick

Cuz these three mothaf**kas from the town is comin with that crazy s**t