narcotics is far from garbage, whether it's cold or it's late August My shit is fresh 'cuz I catch the hottest My little cousin Bubble swatches and carry
drag across the floor Gun hand is sore from choppin the raw And when the jet land smoked up just look right under ya The aircraft carry back half of Colombia
roaches of foul coaches Or loud explosives, return to the hood like the child Moses A bastard in a basket, my gat spit Till the palbearers close the casket
while you in your new whip And turn your brains into Cool Whip Niggas that you running 'round getting ass with Ain't gon' help you do nothing but carry your casket
hood with all your jewels in the glove box Same niggas that-a rob you love L.O.X. (Uh) All types of burners, even snub glocks (Uh) Nice size tecs you could carry
hot for me The projects is full of bullets, the bodies is dropping There ain't no stopping me, constantly moving while making millions Witnessing killings, leaving dead bodies in abandoned buildings Carries
, niggas runnin' on E I know the law hate me dearly, they're comin' for me We outlaws, thugged out, niggas runnin' on E With the leaded Pac, fuck the law Carry
him my last It's a million dollar bail, I'ma get it in cash I sell crack like it's '88, I live in the past You know the P carry the gun, live in the Maz
give him my last It's a million dollar bail, I'ma get it in cash I sell crack like it's '88, I live in the past You know the P carry the gun, live in
nigga went double plat on niggaz We was at the Grammy's with motherfuckin fo' fifths in our waist nigga Hahahaha! So you know Pun passed, I had to carry
Yeah, definition of a don It's like I gotta keep remindin' you and remindin' you Who's that nigga, you heard the kid Fly was on the casket of all those
full of bullets, the bodies is droppin There ain't no stoppin me Constantly movin while makin millions Witnessin killings, leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings Carries
don't try to play hard It will be your ass up on the block when I start pullin' cards 'Cuz J will be the barrier, 2 Dope will be the carrier And Project
awake Mama think I'm a play on play serial killa Fruitloop biting my mind like Godzilla We survive like catapillas in cocoons and caskets Stretch the
I heard the laughter At the depot But my tears fell like the rain When I saw them place that low white casket In the baggage coach of the evening train
s WHO! While some of 'em been up on stage and got, BOOED! So let me out rap 'em, Back slap 'em, Pack 'em, In a casket, Then wrap 'em up tight in a plastic
Thus the nigga in that casket hotboxin How many muthafuckers wanna empty out they glocks in me The gangbangers most wanted The first nigga caught me in
Tank can set up roadblocks, we fadin' all you hoes Want some mo? Then let's go, stretch you out like elastic Zip that ass up in plastic, have ya folks pickin' caskets
