Feels good to be back, feels damn good ("BROOKLYN!!!") ("Gangsta Grillz you BASTARDS") (See don't consider these niggaz your friends) Uhh (I mean might not even wanna call 'em associates) (I heard y'all that thought we were down) {"Gangsta, gangsta..."} (It's like Drama said) (You're supposed to do it the right way!) (What is the right way NIGGA?!) (Oh I didn't help the game out? Okay) (Kill yourself! Out)
Suicide it's a suicde How you want it, in the abdomen or back? Cause enemies poke you from the front, friends stab you in the back The same niggaz be tryin to collab you on the track (what they do?) They turn right around and try to crab you on the smack But through the ups and downs I jus try to stay level headed (I'm cool) I hear a lot of bullshit but I never sweat it Cause when you ask 'em bout it, they gon' say they never said it They know if it's beef I let the mac-11 dead it And wen I spit you could dig it like a shovel said it You couldn't hear a hotter flow if the devil said it I walk by 'em and wink I don't feel T-Pain cause I never had to "Buy Em a Drink" (not me) Double shot of 'Loso baby I am the drink Tell em lay down on the couch baby I am the shrink Oh yeah, I bring ya lady home, but I got the 80 chromed Niggaz go Tom Cruise crazy for the Katie Holmes I know niggaz livin in the feds Some say don't look down unless she givin you some head I'm driven by the bread (yes) my push is the paper (yes) I roll up like kush in the paper I gotta be Kobe, you never see niggaz like Smush in the paper Unless he got pushed in the paper So my niggaz be on some bullshit, I call 'em the heat sweepers They ride around with the street sweepers They murk you at the Grammys, but to kill you in the street's cheaper Either way you six feet deeper It's 'Loso a/k/a the 1 Trump Plaza suite creeper King size, Double G gucci sheet sweeper ("Gangsta, gangsta...") The kid blow shots, catch me and the kid robot 5 in the jersey, cause the kid so hot Yeah similar to Jason, you point at the guard You must got an appointment with God A meetin with Allah, or maybe a hot date with Satan Niggaz is food, I got hot plates for hatin So whne they bring the name up, they gon' say I came up That shit alone be burnin these fuckin lames up Come through in a Bentley, just to turn the flames up So you wanna take a shot, nigga best to aim up (aim up next time) 'Loso top shelf, Nigga I'm the betta liquor Ain't goin nowhere for a while, you could get a Snicker I fuck her quick, get her quicker Ma momma said keep your tongue in ya mouth unless you a letter licker I'm gettin money bitch, but I ain't a cheddar tricker Got the Texas toast meanin that my bread is thicker As a youngin I was too cool to sweat a whore Now I'm fuckin pretty bitches with them good credit scores Nigga with mental loss, can't forget I been a boss Tryin me is like bungee'n with dental floss... fucker!
I mean this is what we do This is what we do over here y'know? All the time Y'knahmean? Street Fam Di-di-di-di-boys, stutter gang Street di-di-di-damn! Whatever you wanna call us nigga Just don't call us broke - nah don't do that That wouldn't be inappropriate, y'knahmean? Anything that would be uncivilized Brooklyn what it look like? You gon' look back, look at how good I'm lookin (Oh yeah) I told y'all I was comin this year man I gave y'all the forecast, y'knahmean? I like predicted the tsunami was comin before the water hit, y'know? Look on your Chinese calendar, the year of the 'Loso Hahahaha, let's get out of here 'Los
