Lyrics Rat Pacc - A Plus Tha Kid

And I be like straight slidin wit the toolie I'm roccin on the daily I'm fuccin wit it truly
I'm living life unruly ima money making muli rapid fire on these stoolies send snitches straight to Cooley's
Bitch nigga stop yappin how much I gotta stress that he never in the traffic so I caught him where he rest at
Waiting on a package but I came to intercept that could've took ya life tho it's just a minor set bacc
Bout to cop a old school and triple stage wet that
Succa you don't want it with the homies and I bet that
We can catch a fade or we can let the Mac squirt employee of the mob don't need a job cause my gat work
I been out trappin and riding wit the hoodlums home invasion kick doors and drive by shootings
Put me on a lick tho I'm tryna get my loot up 1190 blocc don't get yo Range Rover chewed up

5 on 1 we call that shit the Rat Pacc nigga put ya neck out we be going at that riding with the tech out don't make me have to blap that and talking all that shit about the hood a get you slapped at

5 on 1 we call that shit the Rat Pacc nigga put ya neck out we be going at that riding with the tech out don't make me have to blap that and talking all that shit about the hood a get you slapped at close range

Do it point blank range so it ain't no missing my lil goons off the chains mane and they don't listen
Succas speaking on the kid cause they want attention so we aiming at his lid let him know it's tension
Telling police what i did yea we call it snitching now im waiting at ya crib standing in the kitchen
Sleeves rolled up like im bout to wash dishes the glocc itching the campaign stop snitching
Doing what it takes until they free my brodie Keith we treating Vic like Bird knoccin out his teeth
You can give that boy the word this is not a beef and he don't really want it with the homies cause he know we beast
If anybody looking for me I'll be ona east my lil nigga sixteen and he on the beat
This young Cali shit be having lil bitches geek I dress em up tat night just like it's Halloween trick or treat

5 on 1 we call that shit the Rat Pacc nigga put ya neck out we be going at that riding with the tech out don't make me have to blap that and talking all that shit about the hood a get you slapped at

5 on 1 we call that shit the Rat Pacc nigga put ya neck out we be going at that riding with the tech out don't make me have to blap that and talking all that shit about the hood a get you slapped at close range

You a real gang member (Why)
Because u you smoking mom look at this
He's a crip my brother is a crip (laughing)