Yeah, okay, filthy, live wide again
Nigga, you the *, hottest nigga living
You've been out here putting it down for a minute
I know, yeah, I know, I know, yeah, I know
Block burnt up, you got it on fire
Niggas plotting to kill you, heard it live on the wire
I know, yeah, I know, I know, I know, I know
Yeah, I hear you niggas talking
Stevie don't keep it real, * him, let's off him
Broke with all the bitches, why the * am I falsing?
He got a verse from 40, why the * it ain't costing?
FMG, live wide conglomerate
Group home, gangbang, shooting all kinds of *
Me and Lil' Blood hopping out of all kinds of whips
Since I've been on, I've been hearing all kinds of *
Heard it live on the wire, man, these niggas trying to steal me
Like my niggas, Stevie, yo, you gotta feel me or kill me
Man, I be what it's real be
Seminary real deep, but with my niggas
J-Style, now West Oakland, Cypress G
Hottest nigga out in these motherfucking streets
And if you think otherwise, then come and holler at a G
Man, I'm high commodity, but still down for a robbery
Catch him slipping around me, I get him for his property
Nigga, you the *, hottest nigga living
You've been out here putting it down for a minute
I know, yeah, I know, I know, yeah, I know
Block burnt up, you got it on fire
Niggas trying to kill you, heard it live on the wire
I know, yeah, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, he a bitch, I'll strip your ass
Tryna front like you stun, I'll strip your ass
Acting Hollywood, nigga, I'll get your ass
Heavy handed, maybe that's why I dumped the clip so fast
My niggas ain't scared to lay a bitch, nigga
Down your 22, sound like a tweeter, my cater got pound
This Wood Street nigga ain't playing up round
Any sudden move, niggas dressed, knocked off your crown
Wild, wild
Wildest nigga in and never speak to the police
I swore to stay silent, I was laced by the OGs
I was feeling crack way before I caught my first brief
I knocked with my brother, he ain't hit me with a three-piece
The California Youth Authority is where they sentenced me
Bounced on my own, man, now I got my own
Poster with a red bean, sip money in my jeans
My line on my phone like we got some more permethazines
Nigga, you a *, hottest nigga living
You been out here putting it down for a minute
I know, yeah, I know, I know, yeah, I know
Block burnt up, you got it on fire
Niggas trying to kill you, heard it live on the wire
I know, yeah, I know, yeah, I know, I know, I know
I know it ain't another gang hotter
I put that on my mama, homie, put that on my father
Been taught to stay solid since I was a little toddler
What's a nine to a chopper? I'm a pit to a boxer
What I do, you probably think it's impossible
Let me break it down, selling zips is not an obstacle
These niggas don't wanna see me breathing
Cause I'm in season, maybe that's the reason
Only time I look down is when I'm counting dollars
And the 40 at your neck
Pop a nigga, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
She say she wanna shot her, I'm God to your bopper
Serb got me nodding, the six still poppin'
All gas in the backpack, all my niggas mobbed deep
Still fightin' the chain game, freak my nigga Rodney
Posted on the block, pushin' zips, me and Shiny B
Freak my nigga Shiny B, find me where the money be
Nigga, you a *, how this nigga live with?
You been out here puttin' it down for a minute, I know
Yeah, I know, I know, yeah, I know
Block burnt up, you got it on fire
Niggas trying to kill you, heard it live on the wire
I know, yeah, I know, yeah, I know, I know, I know