Law n Order

(Smerf, this yo' beat?)
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Gang (rest in peace my nigga Velly, man)
Ganger
(Smerf made this beat, boy)
I want blue strips on all the paper when I get it (yeah)
I can be off Xans, the backstabs, I don't forget 'em (yeah)
We ain't goin' on tour, but we got the bag up in the sprinter
I knew this shit was gone come just like I seen it on The Simpsons
I think I'm seein' demons from beans and lean that I been sippin' (ugh, ugh)
I gotta keep prayin' to Jesus, I been thinkin' bout leavin' a nigga
No matter how mean I am to yo' bitch she still won't leave a nigga
I pray for my niggas, they Perc' heads, got sick codeine addictions
Mind yo' business, that ain't my bitch, you seen me with her
Yo' big homie a grown-ass man, to me, he a infant (lil'-ass nigga)
Lil'-ass nigga you ain't high like me, you drinkin' spinach (broke-ass nigga)
Lil'-ass boy, you don't ball like us, to me, you a scrimmage (for real)
You wanna beat yo' bitch, she playin' my song and shakin' her ass (gang)
Way before I was rappin', state to state shakin' a bag (gang, gang)
I don't give a fuck if we go to the pearly gates, I'm takin' a mag
Mask on in the kitchen while I'm whippin', scrapin' the glass
I ain't even in a good mood until I take my meds (take my meds)
I know niggas who throwin' Cs, it ain't Chanel (it ain't Chanel)
I got niggas who under the five like Jason Kidd
Told lil' bro this a grown man game, it ain't for kids (for real)
Nigga wanna steal this swag, gotta wait 'til it go on sale
I don't even like yo' bitch, she made me pay for head (fuck that bitch)
You ain't never made a twenty waitin' on the mail
My lil' nigga black and ugly, shoot like Tony Snell
Nigga tryna keep up but he ain't got money for his bail
That lil' bitch broke, I can tell just by her hair and nails (look at that bitch)
Lil' nigga you broke as a joke, you funny like Dave Chappelle (haha)
He swore on God he was gettin' money, goin' straight to hell
If the feds knew what I knew, I'd go straight to jail
I swear yo' bitch think I'm all that, like I'm Keenan, Kel
I mixed his juice, now his stomach hurtin' like he ate Taco Bell
He live like Meech when he in the booth but never made a sale
That nigga lyin', that nigga lyin', Smerf, no cap, haha
No cap, Smerf