up It's the motherfuckin' corruptor, since I came I was a a shame, I got to blow out niggaz brains To make these peep my game I let 'em hang to the flo', snot on the
And full of on rivals, it's for survival, in the intestines of the city 'Cause the game's shitty, and Wiggly on the payroll So they can't bust us and we shine like diamond 'Cause we some made
I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin' 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 It's the execution
I be and twerkin' my portable digital Triple beamer like a teeter-totter of like a see-saw, up and down A hundred and milligrams of some of that
There white baby powder, equals a they call up the Valley up in the garbage dumpster, "Who's sack is dat?" All the tiffles and I got it back, don't make me do ya I know these streets, like the Grayson's know
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly bustin' I go, loco lay 'em down by the dozen I look at my riders, they say nothing's Why, why, why? It's the execution It's the corruptor's
I'm havin' small change with 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 smokin' leave you croakin' in Oakland no words spoken put the Chevy in drive And ride the hopin' not to choke up in back the strap, and the kick in the back, imagine that
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly bustin' I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the I look at my riders, they say confusin' Why, why, why? the corruptor's execution It's the execution
Now, we get the cash the stash and Your brains all over this Give up the hash, and get you gas Who'll blast you in man's sport
Now, brrr, stick 'em I kick 'em, you lick 'em We stole 'em and brick 'em to K.S.'ll go left, finger flick 'em, bitches is They motherfuckin', breath
On the how you feel about caps get peeled I just baby, with the talk You the guns and all the law So just hopin' these bastards that we strong
Fuckin 'em quick in the back with the then Make sure while they know throw a trick in yours eyes on Nich-en 'Cause we stickin' the Bic in, any sick
Because I take out my weapon and I start bustin' I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the I look at my riders, they say confusin' Why, why, It's the corruptor's execution It's the corruptor's
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