Rush Hour

[Intro]

Yeah, Real Rx

Yuh!

[Verse]

I walk in this bitch like Mystikal

That nigga don't sell dope that's fictional

5.56 go off, get rid of you

The opps at home like, "Papi, we sick of you"

My niggas spin the block, they'll shoot up the visual

He let off 5, my nigga let 10 loose

I crack a pint and wonder "What would pimp do?"

Walk in this bitch like Ip Man and shih tzu

Won't be complicated, it could all be simple

I walk in this bitch like, what's the issue?

Fuck you and the nigga who sent you

I'm cooking crack with dirty utensils

This Ol' funny ass B

I'm gettin' higher than Bun B

DJ Screw and P-A-T

Dog nigga like Project P-a-t

My Glock look just like crunchy black

If that nigga punch you then punch him back

If you can't beat him, then get the strap

Or drop the bag and get him whacked