That niggas gotta hear what the fuck I'm talking about, you feel me, Lo-Z? I mean, it's the best shit, man. It's worth it. And I want none of that extra loud shit. They see none of that rainbow-haired shit. You know what I'm saying? It's the real street shit, yeah. Fuck the voice of the streets, man. It's like Jesus walking. More like Christopher Walker, man. I know what's up. I'll be in New York with the gangstas. Know a nigga that'll shoot you for a tandem. If my opps is chillin' in the foreign. Then my niggas shoot up the Phantom. I'll be in New York with the gangstas. Know a nigga that'll shoot you for a tandem. If my opps is chillin' in the foreign. Then my niggas shoot up the Phantom. 4-4 got a kickback. Click-clack, get back. Shots hit your rip-pack. Or you could get chin-tacked. Them foreign niggas actin' up. Some niggas packed him up. Brazy was actin' tough. Some niggas slapped him up. I see smoke on top. Niggas mad as fuck. Six by six. Big Benz on my wrist. If you don't got your nails done, you are not it. Automatically on the block list. Niggas talkin' bout they guns. But never shot shit. Cali's off with a cap on it. Or low with a chopstick. Why not? But I'm ranged and I'm takin' niggas shopping. Preach and I'm ranchin' it. Cause I don't know who I'll change. Some ginger ale and Henny D. East up on the crème brûlée. Throw the H on the block. A nigga won't hesitate. Had to move these bitches up. Cause they was in the way. I wouldn't want them niggas shot. By an enemy. I'll be in New York with the gangstas. Know a nigga that'll shoot you for a tandem. If my opps is chillin' in the foreign. Then my niggas shoot right up the Phantom. I'll be in New York with the gangstas. Know a nigga that'll shoot you for a tandem. If my opps is chillin' in the foreign. Then my niggas shoot right up the Phantom. I'll be in New York with the gangstas.