[Verse 1: ICECOLDBISHOP]
Mr. Ice Cold, Chuck Taylors on the light pole
What you sign for? Not enough, nigga, try mo'
Throwing hands on camera with a nigga just like tae bo
Make a nigga weave in, bob just like sideshow
12 gauge in a nigga' piehole, I will put black all around a nigga' eyehole
This nigga asking way too many questions, are you 5'0?
You will never pick my brain about what I know
Nine cold and I'm so tired of these niggas raising the crime rate up
He said, "don't kill him," but I did it, I had my mind made up
He showed a blick, then I robbed him, now my time made up
Was born a bitch, I just wonder what his spine made of
Chop a nigga down with Ray Ray' glove
Ice a nigga likе Dae Dae' cuz
I slid through, but they wasn't whеre they say they was
Your big homie saw bitches, and they stay on drugs
These old niggas out here beggin' the plug, talking 'bout, "I only got ten, but sell me a dub"
Same niggas telling bitches that they owe 'em a hug
Man, I'll cuss this bitch out, she only show up with love
Ho, do you know what I does?
I backhand niggas and bitches, fuck the consequence
I spaz out on 'em right now, proceed to hop a fence
Smoke a nigga like some Chocolate Thai hope you got the [?]
Please don't ask me what I represent, hence the Dodger fit
Choppa got me punching on my stomach just like clockers, bitch
You can pull up on us everyday, but, bitch, we not gon' snitch
When you get to heaven, you should ask that man what got him drenched
Three niggas and one bitch, I might as well watch The Wiz
I'm tryna slide, I need somebody to come watch the kids
Don't say too much, this shit is not for kids, uh-huh
[Verse 2: Ché Noir]
Yeah, uh
Don't say too much, this shit is, look
Comparing me to the best is splittin' hairs, it all led to riches
Now I'm mostly hated by broke and bald-headed bitches
Labels want me signed, my reaction? It's blank stares
Chase ya dreams or get hired by bosses to chase theirs
Most people mentally mentally weak [?]
'Cause they role models is rappers and reality stars
When you make it out, never forget the gift of modesty
Rags to riches, but still can't escape the stench of poverty
Yeah, I make rappers nervous with little effort
I don't rap bars when I spit, bitch, I give 'em lectures
Shots fired, have you crippled, stretchers
Body dismembered, gotta identify it just by ya dental records
I seen niggas turn chickens into deviled eggs (Devilled eggs)
I seen rookies turn to masters outta special ed (Special ed)
