Pot Roast E

Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here? Yeah, yeah. Had to kill that motherfucker shit, You know what I'm For real. Hate some motivators. Shit, This a motherfuckin' tape. Shit, shit. Fuck. For real. Shit, shit, yeah. How many times we gotta come do it? How many come bust they wig? How many? How many done lived? How many done made it home, back to they Kids? Not plenty. This shit'll get real, this shit Is for real. Uh-huh. You niggas don't play in The field. Don't do it. You play with the Fire, you better use it. Don't pump fake and don't you abuse it. Play with my brother, you know I get slime. I pull up and shoot him, I make sure They dyin'. They know that I'm ridin', you know It for real, I'm slime for life. Nigga, you tryin', you dyin'. Disrespectin' the gang, you got to know, that shit Like committin' a crime. Yeah, you got a warrant, now you is wanted, Now we is on it. Uh-huh. Killin' whoever, everybody Stepper, no fake stepper, ain't nothin' phony. Nah. We get money 'round here, pussy nigga. So don't get it shit confused. Confused. Nigga be thinkin' 'cause we play with them Tools. Like we not really playin' 'round with these Blues. For Nigga be steppin' on shit and it Lose. Steppers. Real steppers, real shooters. Can't 12 get off my dick, now stop it. Yeah. Hate when these fuck niggas out here be Watchin'. Callin' these niggas 12 just like the Temperatures. Nigga be climbin' and watchin', it's Extra. Nigga be snitchin' and bitchin', it's Pressure. Nigga ain't shootin', ain't applyin' no Pressure. Bitch. Fuck is wrong with him? They cannot stop me, they know I'm too extra. Boy, you too broke and you talkin' 'bout pressure. Too Got a new shooter, I'm ready to trust Him. I got a new-For real, got so Many, they do what I say so. Got so many, they do what I say so. For unknown shooter, I got him in Clayco. Unknown shooter, I got him in, huh. I got some niggas on the West. Yeah. I got some shooters on the East. Who the fuck slime ain't runnin' these streets? How many done lived? How many done made it Home, back to they kids? Not plenty. This shit'll get real, this shit is For real. Uh-huh. You niggas don't play in the Field. Don't do it. You play with the fire, You better use it. Don't pump fake and don't You abuse it. Play with my brother, you know I get slime. I pull up and shoot him, I make sure they dyin'. They know that I'm Ridin', you know it for real, I'm slime for Life. Nigga, you tryin', you dyin'. You Disrespectin' the gang, you got to know, that Shit like committin' a crime. Yeah, you got a warrant, now you is wanted, Now we is on it. Uh-huh. Killin' whoever, everybody Stepper, no fake stepper, ain't nothin' phony. Nah, nah. Real deal, Holyfield, niggas bologna. They call me Glock, you can get it, you Want it. Yeah, I keep it on me, show Me my opponent. Bitch. What's up? Uh, short little thick bitch, My little pony. She tryna ride this thing like Coney Island. If I'm drivin' in it, I own It. I own it. Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt. These rap niggas jabronis. They cappin' and lyin' up on they dead homies. They cappin' and lyin' 'bout everything they do. They do. I dare you to reach for these Jewels. I pop your ass just like a pimple. I let the situation cool-Cool. Down, then turn around and spin 'em. Yeah. Shrimp ass niggas, I grill 'em. Grill 'em. I don't play by no rules. Hell nah, these racks won't bend up. Bend up. Hell yeah, these hoes gon' choose. Choose. Hell yeah, I keep that tool. Tool. Hell nah, I can't go like that. Like that. No lackin', I can't snooze. Snooze. Ayy, ask yourself this question. How many done lived? How many done made it Home, back to they kids? Not plenty. This shit'll get real, this shit is For real. Uh-huh. You niggas don't play in the Field. Don't do it. You play with the fire, You better use it. Don't pump fake and don't You abuse it. Play with my brother, you know I get slime. I pull up and shoot him, I make sure they dyin'. They know that I'm Ridin', you know it for real, I'm slime for Life. Nigga, you tryin', you dyin'. You Disrespectin' the gang, you got to know, that Shit like committin' a crime. Yeah, you got a warrant, now you is wanted, Now we is on it. Uh-huh. Killin' whoever, everybody Stepper, no fake stepper, ain't nothin' phony. Nah.