Scotties

Ayo! ChineGun wore gloves in the summer

Doing my numbers in pair of jumpers

Hollow head lead dumpers

This Louie V shit, Virgil designed it

I got shot and a few **** got murdered behind it

Ayo, the MAC shoot silent

You just seen **** dropping

Who ran the yard? Who ran the phone?

Who had the biggest locker?

Who had the Glock? Who had the MAC?

Who had the biggest chopper?

You getting shot

You getting wacked

No need to get a doctor

Ayo! Ain't no bumin' back, Louis V lumber jack

Having paperwork parties for killing off fucking rats

S.E. Gang, who the could fuck with that?

My shooter face covered with a bunch of tats

Hit 'em twice double back

A couple hunnid racks, vacuum sealed

Rubber bands, no money wrapped

Used to hit **** with the dummy packs

Ayo, couple gats

'98 Lexus with the bubble back

Tom Ford bubble with the .30, doing jumping jacks

What would ChineGun do?

You get shot if you ain't from here

Closet full of blood bottoms you can't afford one pair

You **** can't compare this shit is unfair

Take a rapper chain and let my son wear it

I remember listening to Wu in '95

Got my first strap from Conway in 99

Paper, I was tryng to find

That summer I learned how to rob

Get in one shoot out

And my homie quit on me and got a job

Look how it happened

My whole family on, we like the Jacksons

You sold white, you might could imagine that type of status

First I cut open the slab, then light a Backwood

While the fiends cooked the dope in the spoon

While striking matches

I rose from the streets

I did the most with least

My team had the best numbers

When the coke wasn't cheap

Fuck your plug's plug

'Cause I can get both numbers beat

It's 500 a bottle but the hoes want it free

I was there when them bricks was stamped

You were scared when them trips was planned

**** I could fit a whale in a big sedan

You gone prolly take a L if I lift this hand

Haters be your biggest fan

Then they take the witness stand

Lets go