[00:10.54]You n*ggas is traitors I gave you hard-working labour[00:13.10]I gave you your flavour you f*cking Bohemian haters[00:15.69]You n*ggas is fakers you gave me crumbs now give me cakes[00:18.19]The movers and fakers can f*ck around and catch the vapors[00:20.76]While I'm pulling capers watch how she's jumping like the Lakers[00:23.40]I want land with acres you f*cking papers[00:26.03]I'm from back in the day when them n*ggas was wearing[00:28.57]And they treat you like a racist[00:31.38]Mili-Militant yeah I'm back in the booth[00:33.86]30-30 pop I hit ya ass from the roof yeah[00:36.45]It's the truth shoot on ya where you[00:38.99]Money with body shots 'till your body drop (uh)[00:41.64]I ain't got the hammer cocked to probably shoot[00:44.19]We talk about we should've called a truce[00:46.65]Shout to all my n*ggas that be hanging on[00:49.35]Waiting to make their **** bark bang let loose[00:51.98]Chill man chill let's get at a dolla bill they told me[00:54.65]Chill let's get at a dolla bill they[00:57.31]Chill let's get at a dolla bill they told me[00:59.97]Chill let's get at a dolla bill