up It's the corruptor, since I came I was a hustler It's a shame, I got to blow out niggaz To make these motherfuckers my game I let 'em to the flo', snot on the snow
And of kicked on rivals, it's for survival, in the intestines of the city 'Cause the shitty, and Piggly Wiggly on the payroll So they can't bust us and we shine diamond clusters 'Cause we some made
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start I go, loco lay 'em down by the dozen I look at my riders, they say confusin' Why, why, why? It's the execution the corruptor's execution
I be workin' and twerkin' my digital Triple beamer like a teeter-totter of like a see-saw, up and down A hundred and twelve milligrams of some of
There soft white baby powder, equals a they up the Valley up in the garbage dumpster, "Who's sack is dat?" All the and po'po' I got it back, don't make me do ya I know these streets, like the Grayson's know
I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin' I go, cold loco lay 'em by the dozen I look at my riders, they say confusin' Why, why, It's the corruptor's execution the corruptor's execution
I'm small change with gats and hundred sacks I got to ball with thangs, I let 'em hang It ain't at all strange game, remain the Savage And cabbage, got to come, if not, for one
I come with guns smokin' leave you croakin' in Without no spoken put the Chevy in drive And ride the block hopin' not to up in back the strap, and the kick in the back, imagine that
Because I take out my weapon and I start bustin' I go, loco lay 'em down by the dozen I at my riders, they say nothing's confusin' Why, why, why? It's the execution the corruptor's execution
Now, we get the cash the and bash Your brains all this dashboard up the hash, and get you some gas Who'll blast you in man's sport
Now, brrr, 'em I kick 'em, Bobby you lick 'em We stole 'em and 'em to death K.S.'ll go left, finger 'em, bitches is breathin' They last motherfuckin',
On the real how you feel about get peeled I just baby, deal with the You backin' the and all the law So just hopin' bastards know that we strong
'em quick in the back with the dick then Make sure while they know throw a trick in Keep yours on Nich-en 'Cause we the Bic in, any sick then
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the I at my riders, they say nothing's confusin' Why, why, why? It's the execution the corruptor's execution
Because I take out my and I quickly start bustin' I go, cold lay 'em down by the dozen I look at my riders, say nothing's confusin' Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's It's the corruptor's