Jeeps, Lex Coups, Bimaz & Benz

MCA, this how we do it everyday

Me and Freaky Tah, ha

Pretty Lou, my man, Spigg Nice

We bet gettin' down, representin'

So this how we go

Let me let you know how

It be in the G-H-E double T-O

My name Ho

Let me run it down the line

Hey, and if you hear a mistake, rewind

Who's the best, who's the worst in this here rap game?

For those who claim to be the best

I tear 'em out the frame

I'm representin'

Puttin' Queens on the map

Devil springs with some baggy jeans when I rap

Come up with the style that they call versatile

Don't treat me like no lame, I've been in this game for a while

I've seen a lot of come, I've seen a lot of go

I've seen a lot of break, I've seen a lot of blow

Hey yo, it's a trip to see a **** slip

Get a grip, ****, ****, get a grip, get a

You don't even know the half of my crew

To be talkin, but you talkin' and to act like you do

Yo, set it, you fuckin' crossed my line and hit the border

LB fam start attackin', someones actin' out of order

Put on your leather gloves and hats and get your pitch and bats

Then get the gats just in case we take it to the stacks

Shout out to the Jeeps

The Lex coups, the Bimaz & the Benz

To all of my ladies and my mens

To all of my peoples in the pens

Keep your head up

And to the hoods

East coast, west coast and worldwide

Ain't nothin' wrong with puffin' on lye

And if you're with me, let me hear you say right

Now a, now, nowadays

**** frontin' like they ill

Now bustin' caps ain't got a motherfuckin' thing to do to show his skills

Recognize, ****, what you frontin' for

Oh, I know your style, you never hit a blunt before

Or your just another in the race

Fakin' gats, takin' up space

To me, your nothin' but the needle in the haystack

Listen kid, I've been doin' this here's from ways back

In the day, Ace deuce tre

Up at the best at Zimbabwe, hey

Whose the best?

I want the best to come test me

So I can release some stress from my chest, G

Is you down to go pound for pound?

Toe to toe, blow for blow, round for round?

I'm wonderin' 'cause I bring the thunder and the rain

'Causin' confusion to your brain

Shout out to the Jeeps

It's the Lex coups, the Bimaz & the Benz

To all of my ladies and my mens

And all of my peoples in the pens

Keep your head up

And to the hoods

East coast, west coast and worldwide

Ain't nothin' wrong with puffin' on lye

And if you're with me, let me hear you say right

Keep the shit live for the year nine five

I got more **** in my tribe than there's bees in a beehive

LB fam, everyday stay high

Mister Cheeks, everyday I

Concentrate to get my shit straight

Make us wait before it's too fuckin' late

The Lost Boyz, yeah, that's who I be's with

That's who I runs with, who I smoke trees with

Pack your bags, head out of town

I'll be back around, so be gone before sundown

From Jamaica comes a **** named Cheeks

With technique for the streets over rough neck beats

This room is goin' around about, the Cheeks can't remember

I'm the motherfucker choppin' crews like a chainsaw

Talk what you wanna, do what you gotta

Well let me tell you somethin', man

You can't do me nadda

Shout out to the Jeeps

The Lex coups, the Bimaz & the Benz

To all of my ladies and my mens

And all of my peoples in the pens

Keep your head up

And to the hoods

East coast, west coast and worldwide

Ain't nothin' wrong with puffin' on lye

And if you're with me, let me hear you say right, right, right

Shout out to the Jeeps

The Lex coups, the Bimaz & the Benz

To all of my ladies and my mens

And all of my peoples in the pens

Keep your head up

And to the hoods

East coast, west coast and worldwide

Ain't nothin' wrong with puffin' on lye

And if you're with me, let me hear you say right

So if you listen to my album

You see that we don't deal with nothin' but the real deal

Street life

The Lex coups, the Bimaz & the Benz

To all of my ladies and my mens

And all of my peoples in the pens

Keep your head up

And to the hoods

East coast, west coast and worldwide

Ain't nothin' wrong with puffin' on lye

And if you're with me, let me hear you say right