Scarecrows

(It's real shit, nigga

Chemo baby, what's good?

Marci

U got it?

Military mind, nigga

Yeah)

[Verse 1]

One in the chamber

Fifteen up in the handle

I'm up in this [? 0:47]

In the Lambo

Show 'em how the plan go

Take a couple of a hand notes

You just stand there and pose like a scarecrow

In '96 I had the TEC with the airholes

Fiends jumping out the manholes

Grand roles

Here's a sample

We trample

Gamble

Making samples, be careful

Beware fool

We werewolves

Yeah, true

Tear through flesh

Scared niggas vamoose

Or get ran through

We pull up in that [? 1:14]

Cannons [?]

Timberland [?]

Hammers to shoot

Then ran to Cancún

Now let that soak in your do like shampoo

You can't spook me with hand moves

Boo, I'm an animal

Collect [? 1:23]

Lex Coupé [?]

Without a roof

Motherfuckers is washed up like Baton Rouge

I'm blasting a tune, clap for the loot

Plus how I rap to the tune

That's satin-smooth

Platinum jewels, natural goon

Passing the [?]

In the big Benz, black and maroon

I'm laughing at you acting a fool

But back to the root

[?] always keep the gat in the suit

[Chorus]

Nigga, get mines

Whether it's crack of spitting rhymes

Snatch shines off niggas arms

Then we move onto bigger jobs

Get mines

Where it's crack of spitting rhymes

Snatch shines off niggas arms

Then we move onto bigger jobs

[Verse 2]

Spark the herb

You heard nigga, Marciberg

Make the big car swerve

That's a sharp turn

Your herbs looking like starburst

Cars disperse

Plus keep the squeezer in my broad's purse

Church, tabernacle nigga, some say

Watch for the [?] cruising down the one way

Travel in peace

Oops, I meant travel with the piece

Or get clapped up in your black Honda

They rap mundane

Some running untamed

But whether sun or rain

We hustle for chump change

Dump the gauge

We jump up in that plum Range

Ain't no fun and games

My Uzi a ton it weighs

20s of haze

Blaze in my stunna shades

Cut that butter and roll like tumble weed

[? 2:50]

Blood in the streets

Gun in my reach

Up under the seat

Here's something to see

Who want it with me?

Dump in his meat

Slump in your [? 2:59]

Trying to run with a key

Plug your physique

Make love to the beat

Up on a beach

Run up in it deep

Fuck it and skeet

Nut on your sheets

[? 3:07]

Dumb on the freaks

Some on a leash

That's how some of us eat

The Summers is heat

Smuggling E

Your running your [?]

Bubbling green

That's because the struggle is deep

Nothing is free

[Chorus]

Get mines

Whether it's crack of spitting rhymes

Snatch shines off niggas arms

Then we move onto bigger jobs

Get mines

Where it's crack of spitting rhymes

Snatch shines off niggas arms

Then we move onto bigger jobs