Thank you, ladies and gentlemen

Hold your applause, yeah, holla

It's 'bout to go down, shut 'em down

Just Blaze, Freeway, Young Chris, Young Guru

The Rock is definitely building, yeah uh, holla

Yeah, listen, if the rhymes stop dumpin'

And beats stop knockin' then Free still fuckin' with Beans

R U to the G-S, maneuver the ve

Throughout the U.S. with two teks of keys

One start up your whip and the other start up your block

Retarded just like a Carter El Nino come take a sniff

Or take a few of you like the glass zit

Or stick shit in your artery

Hustlin's a part of me, niggas retardin' me

Come at the team wrong it's like a see-saw

They down and we up, the pound heat clowns up

I'm moving and re-up teks, blocks and keep gonna

Hustlers and cocks like a school bus

It make stops and it picks kids up

And they wake up the block really early in the mornin'

Word, niggas want drama? Then line 'em up

Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down

Listen, if the coke stop jumpin' and the block stop poppin'

Then Free still fuckin' with Schi M to the is-ash

Come down with the gat and take your sti-ash and kidnap your keeps

One puff in my face and the other go in your face

Retarded? This is a stick up if you slow then pick up the pace

I came to take everything out your safe

And even snatch all your jewelry

Robbins a part of me, you just oughta be

Singin' the same song when money low

Ain't no parameters, snatch chains even honeys know

Amateurs get state green's and hit with 24 months

From playin' the game long, the eight long

Make pockets short snatch hair and bones weight

They been taking from us for too long it ain't wrong

Line 'em up and I jam 'em all yo

Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down

They want a war with the Roc? Okay

Cases catch 'em and beat 'em like O.J.

I been stretchin' my d's since the O'Jays

Before I met Beans and Free, before Jay

Homie, Pops never was there

So I hustled 24,7 like the cops never was there

Yeah, fuck a box 'cause the metal was there

Fuck the cops 'cause the Fed's was paid

I been settled for years, I'm ahead of my years

Tuck the glock come pedal with K's we can settle it here

We run with this beef, we runnin' his peeps

Like five in the mornin' while they under them sheets

Like five gats drawn, soldiers come out they sleep

Tell me what they gon' tell me when the gun out they reach

Homie, we ain't gotta cheat, y'all ain't stopping Sig

Young Gunner startin' P. Guard from State Property

Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, I, I shut em down

Line 'Em Up

Freeway , Young Chris

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