5 Mississippi

[Intro] Hahahahaha Where we at? Jackson, LAX Blockworks, let's get it [Verse 1] Sliding with a fifty, Van Dykin' with my sissy Sippin' dirty Sprite, pouring out the pint until I'm pissy Count to five Mississippi, .30 parkin', I'm outside with a stiffy Shit, I might just go live with a bricky Me and Five in that Bentley with matching master pieces Got me plottin' on the richy, number five come with a fifty Know these niggas wanna rob me, wanna stick me Mad at me 'cause all their bitches wanna slop me, wanna lick me That'll be the day we hand out expiration dates, I hate it had to be that way But be it as it may, you know it had to happen either way Demon child, lot of bad habits and some evil traits Mini-Drac, fully-automatic, let it eat his face [Chorus] Them niggas' hoods you hiding in you thought was safe? You tell 'em everything else, why you ain't tell 'em that you caught a case? Wish you'd seen the look in his eyes when he saw my face Knowing that I know what's going on, that's what you call a snake I gotta thank God for keep cuttin' me all these breaks On my last strike, ain't even got another law to break Heard they caught him with the bag and he talked to Jake Now all these niggas get mad, wanna fight, should've fought his case [Verse 2] These niggas super flawed Me and DD moved the raw, got Titi sniffing through a straw Jackie bangin' needles, uncle Eddie, he was smackin' glass But he smoking proper, he so shy that he can't catch a drag Half a slab, bleed a nigga block just like a maxi pad Action packed, brodie cut shit down just like a battle axe Nigga drop my name, he gettin' mowed, run and title that Caught two bricks of cocaine, three bricks of blow, that's a travel pack Used to work the grave shift, boiling mayonnaise on me All these band-aids on me, that's a first-aid kit Niggas know we purge and we grave dig Parking them sixes in a row like a class of first grade kids [Chorus] Them niggas' hoods you hiding in you thought was safe? You tell 'em everything else, why you ain't tell 'em that you caught a case? Wish you'd seen the look in his eyes when he saw my face Knowing that I know what's going on, that's what you call a snake I gotta thank God for keep cuttin' me all these breaks On my last strike, ain't even got another law to break Heard they caught him with the bag and he talked to Jake Now all these niggas get mad, wanna fight, should've fought his case [Outro] Hahahahaha