Lyrics:
street slicked rappers
But better known as wig crackers
Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne
Cock it back for Esham
And let it loose to they spine
(Judge
Show up and motherfuckas bow down, recognize
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw, Ridaz,
Untouchable mob of pistol packers,
Well-known felons labeled for
that Cheese up on
Yo head just like a Packer
Them goonies they get all up in
Yo shit like a hacker
They pop up at ya crib an they be after you
I be in my
ki' like my brother
Gold tee like shabba
Ring ring, setting one up
OT selling packer
TU, that's turn up
Walked in, front the run up
Uck face tryna
and he's bored and would rather
'Cause a Twitter storm with the Packers
Then says he wants to lower our taxes
Then who's gonna pay for his extravagant
All this money I got, I send them kidnappers
I'm all about a sack, I'm talkin' Urlacher
Pack touch down, Green Bay Packers
Bitch I'm 'bout to blow,
Hennessy
Waitin' for the time to break
Show up and motherfuckers bow down, recognize
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw ridaz
Untouchable mob of pistol packers
Death Row, Outlaw, Ridaz
Untouchable mob of pistol packers
Well-known felons labeled for
'drug-selling merciless jackers'
Forever buzz, roll with thugs
wanna clap a man
So I put the cheese on ya
Head like a Packer fan
A hundred niggas in all black gon' pack a van
Hop out and get the shit
To clappin' like
(Listen)
Death by lyrical injection
I kill you rappers
A lotta green with a yellow complexion
Women call me the Green Bay Packer
I pack the zero's, meaning
way to the top uh
Pit got it locked from brews to the locker
All IP uh, big and packer
That he’s not, but damn he’s hot
Label fly but Pit won't stop
Got
mob of pistol packers
Well known felons, labeled for drug selling
Merciless jackers
Forever buzzed roll with thugs and dons
Commence to letting off
(poof), please say 'Kadabra
Replay the replays, Green Bay, the Packers
Cremate your teammates and freebase the ashes
Matches to gas leaks, dusted dusk
this you ain't never got to fuck yourself
See, I'm your water man in your big cahona
You know when they sayin' packers run with a bullet
That ain't no
recognize the routine
Mo jackers and packers than the Super Bowl ring team
So, why you tellin me to sell a key of yayo
That's how you give a fellow need
the Packers do it
And I had the yay, yea I brought crack to music
Every situation in rap, I've been a savage through it
And all these hoes getting mad 'cause
Got them graham crackers man
Green and yellow donk, Its my Green Bay Packer Van
I don't understand, I don't really like the chicks
See I'm known in
shackles
For the green & the cheese like a Green Bay packer
Trippy Man, fuck you pay me, I come play like Tom Brady
Kush is my medication, ride presidential
duckin n dodgin the rollas
Major packers of paper? Bogus, we come from the shouldas.
Whatchu want? A poodle, sweetie? Or a big tycoon like E-feezy!?
Some
sucker ass packers
A rougher tougher mothafucker spaz backwards
Kcuf Natas gutter mad slacker
Tecca Ninas what their lads after
Everybody I wanna say
this you ain't never got to fuck yourself
See, I'm your water man in your big cahona
You know when they sayin' packers run with a bullet
That ain't no
can bust
Put the pep in yo step and
The glide in your stride like Clyde
Drexler, this is eastside
Westa, recognize the routine
Mo jackers and packers
life, with mo' cheese
Than the Green Bay Packers, pay off the vice
Ain't never went out Blackwards
I'm engaged to this dope game, no swivel
We talked
Packers
Young Takeoff, call me NASA
Fuck with my money
That chopper gon' stretch you out like cardiovascular
You can't even flip no brick
You can't even
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