Lyrics
(It's a Smash!)
Play-play-play-play-players never doubt
(You did good, $lick)
It's that demented motherfucker, I'm kickin' it with my brothers
Reppin' the 59, you know grey the fuckin' color
My gat' screamin', "Kill 'em Wetto, hit 'em where they lay"
Smokin' 'em like some indo, let the pistol up and spray
Never could be fucked with, my dick, they love to suck it
They callin' me game seven $lick, I switch a bitch like subjects
Pull up continental, make a ho get sentimental
I got 18K in dental, ballin' with no fundamentals
Michael Jackson off a thriller dose, hold off on the killer dose
Cookin' up in a rental (bam), Emeril with the chemical
Grippin' on my genitals, Northside general
Pull up in that Benz, Forgis turn it somethin' cynical, anyway
Thinkin' I'm 'bout to die by any day (Northside)
Half high pass five (Northside), rollin' up that Mary Jay (Northside)
I might drop 30 like I'm Curry (Northside) with no NBA (Northside)
Hop out, Eddie Murray with the stick and let it swing away (Northside)
Hot boy turn the block out, pimpin' out the crack house
Macking up on these bitches, flew a hoe to fuck from Krakow
My dick threw her back out, packed and flew her back out
Been running and gunning and fucking
All while tripping in a black out
Mane, it's the killer (North), Northside Guerilla
Mom and dad both fiends and my ex a pill dealer (Northside)
Tell me who keep it realer? There's no drug I ain't touched
Basquiat your face, and I Banksy your place up
Boy aim with your face up, they clowns with no makeup
This me before warm-ups, I ain't even laced up
Fuckboy get your rank up, robbin' and dealin' and homicide
Spice 1, Wetto from the ghetto, I was born to die, let 'em fry
Ruby gettin' up in 'em gizzards, neck look like a blizzard
Keepin' an eye on these snakes in the grass
So I move just like a lizard
Backwood tastes vanilla, poppin' painkillers
Grip the .45, I feel like the Grey Gorilla
Chicken heads flockin', they think I'm a quesadilla
Beatin' up the pussy, I must be a ladykiller, yeah
Papa Pine, break yo' spine, rub her clit likes it's a vibe
Now she's askin' what's my sign, so I threw up the 59
I'm the Lord of the 7th Ward, pick the lock on heaven's door
Feel no need to settle scores, leave pussies red and sore
Never called her back, she breakin' down like metal core
Everybody steals my sauce like they fiendin' for peppercorn (7th Ward)
Check the score Grey 59, five and o' in the fourth (7th Ward)
What a chore, rolled a blunt so big
We'll have to light it with a torch (7th Ward)
Whip looks like it might've lost the Second World War, yeah (7th Ward)
Ruby, such an animal (7th Ward)
7th Ward Dragon, when I breathe it's fuckin' flammable
Keep my clique tight and isolated like we cannibals
Spit so many bars you'll think infinity is tangible
All these fuckin' chains, you would think I'm wearin' manacles
Yeah, bitch, tell me what's happenin'
Dick so big, I'll turn her pussy to the Grand Canyon
All my haters pussy, like I keep on smellin' salmon
Keep it old school, I might pull up with a cannon
Yeah, bitch, tell me what it is
Wake up with a smile, pickin' out the right fit
O.J. in the mornin', like I stabbed a white bitch
Every color in the fuckin' rainbow sucked my white dick
Wait for a beep, dial 5-9 and hit the pound
Um, okay, so I'll talk to you later
