Back to that fly shit, Silicone Valley good shit, right here, boy More money on this rhyme right here, boy Take ya'll back to the front of the muthafucking 1-6-Ooh shit Yo, lord, that first Wu shit You know what it is, it's that muthafucking Special made, high powered, special made forces What up what up what up, aiyo, aiyo Chef that fly with a meat cleaver, swing on a young nigga Smack flames at him, no gun neither Leave him with a bump, what the f*ck ("They say he's a swordsman") Get that little, nigga Who give a f*ck if he's a swordsman, I'm a gunman, I run from nothing Chain came from rent days and pumping Wire cell with valors on, drawers is colorful I do this, forever nigga, raw style Lighting Phillies, fly by willies, can't come through Unless your vehicle three hundred chain, silly Laying in the park with the killas, the coupes, the villains No rims, we just ball for the millions The emperor of slang lords, kings get clapped in they dome Get your throne rushed, and I ain't got a gun on High power ninjas who touch you, lay a gun on Drinking with the best of the hustling [Chorus] I got butter knives, like you got butter knives Come through huddling, run through the spot thirty times All my niggas old school robbers, do what it do I got a sixty-two, a black pair of goggles Fila approachers, the Bee Hives, the vultures and the roasters Can't come through with cedar toasters It's going down, only in the town Your heart get tested, and gunplay is only an investment Flying shooters, eyewear rugers Stars and swords in front of the building, five thousand students Cocaine cops they know him ("They say he's a swordsman") You already know that, man Diamoned up, double O sevens, come through, 1-8-7 Back to the Hill in a second, yeah Sons jump in front of them bullets, push me up in the bullet Stay cool, I got shit, where ya weapon? Hurricane slammers, earthquake clips and cannons Back of the building, with the jammers Live well, eat well, welcome to the Terror-dome, sleep well Who don't like beefing? Keep shells I flow with the souls of sharks and criminals in they heart Play parts of this in detail Well carried mannered, blampers, ninjas black down Pop up on spots and vanished ("They say he's a swordsman") [Chorus]
Written by: COREY T WOODS, JUSTIN D CROSS
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