It’s Tragedy Khadafi — reppin’ wit my nigga Green Lantern —
all y’all coward ass niggas
put some grease on your motherfuckin’ feet and slide, nigga!
Yo —
What it be like?
Niggas want to face-fight, I stay tight, stay right
Get your wig split
Shit that I spit — most accurate
Lex right in back of it
Range on the side of it
Dough, I’m trying to get a lot of it
I rock that exotic shit
Plus spit the hottest shit
Blow trial? Might get the same time Gigante get
Death before dishonor shit
Gangsta persona shit
2-5, Murder Inc. niggas — who I holla wit
When I wanna score, Green Lantern’s who I polly wit
Your ‘hood to my projects
Exchange objects
Your guns for my techs
Your Range for my Lex’
From Q.B. to upstate — we control set
I stay splurgin’ — head stay wrapped in turban
Game tight like a virgin — Ford Excursion
Nigga how you figure that we don’t be reppin’?
Wholesale drugs and weapons in a Dodge Intrepid
What a thug about?
Y’all niggas gettin’ slugged out
In the back seat
Showin’ the Beast the drug house
I’ll cut your tongue out
Mail it to your spouse
If I get knocked, the bail money’s under the house
To my thugs in the Dirty South — tear the club up
Masked and gloved up(What we gonna do Trag?)
We gettin’ fucked up
For the blood ‘fetti
Hoes and drug ‘fetti
Jump it off, ready for war — we slug ready
Coward ass niggas eat a dick and die slow
And for the record — I love my hoes(Y’all niggas ain’t ready)
I respect when you strap packs under your clothes
Chains stay froze — lock and load
Get your money up, shorty — it’s the life you chose
What you know about the princess cut — the icicles?
Lick you ‘til your knees get weak and feel crippled
Blood over money — nothing come between my family
Embrace what you give and take what you don’t hand me
It’s gangsta — 2-5 shit — fuck a Grammy
Nigga
Green Lantern in your area — 25 to Life
