Kane and Abel
Bitch I told you we was Gangstafied the first time
Pass that fuckin' album, nigga
What's up, 84?
Handle that
You believe in miracles, huh, miracles ain't gon' save ya
Look into the four eyes, two heads, two killers
Two villains known as Kane and Abel
Ice Cream Man fronted me some yayo
Thousand eight grams and that uncut coke
Baking soda, razor blade cuttin' up, gettin' paid
Fiends gonna choke from a hit of this big dope
Pose a threat, bitch made niggas, put the rest back
Ten'll spin through your bulletproof vest, open up that chest
Knock your head loose, juice leakin' out your fuckin' neck
'Bout to take over this rap game like Castro took over Cuba
Po-po's can't prove we was a drug money
So for now that shit just a rumor
No Limit ruler, kingpin pourin' out gin
For my niggas lost in the fuckin' wind
Crash dummy hoes gettin' fucked from a players in the pen
Crackin' the bank, it's on once again
Can we please get into some gangsta shit?
Niggas is sick, hit 'em up with a 32 round clip
From the hand to the upper lip
Got 'em lookin' like tails from the fuckin' crib
Welcome to the world's most dangerous drug dealers
Thug niggas, cap peelers, killers
Only way to stop these G's
Only way to stop these keys is to drop me, better kill me
I got me a Glock and some Glocks
For them niggas on my block
Got me some rocks, set up shop
With them soldiers on my block
Throw me a gun or that fire ass weed
It's a fuckin' shame, only way they gonna stop a G
Better kill me, bitch, you better kill me
You better kill me, bitch, you better kill me
Wicked heart of a killer, you fuckin' right
Hollow tips travel at the speed of light
Eyes stay dry, can't cry, true niggas die
Bring a knife to a gun fight, price of your life
Kane, alias Steven King
Kneel down, kiss the ice on my pinky ring
Bitch, you ain't Prince but my hollow tips
Make that faggot ass wanna sing
Merciless like Ming
Got you niggas in my pocket like a bag of Indonesian weed
Street sweepers makin' neighborhoods bleed
Like thuggin' weed, use a yo to make cheese
Niggas better have these fuckin' G's
Ain't no scary ho po down here rollin' on triple cold
From Texas to NL, niggas smokin' and leanin'
Fiendin' for a hit of this bank roll
Gots to sell your soul
Represent no matter where the fuck we at
Sip and shocker, C-Murder got big gats
Poke and hit you with the mac
You leave the red holes in your fuckin' Starter cap
Nigga, fuck with that
Welcome to the world's most dangerous drug dealers
Thug niggas, cap peelers, killers
Only way to stop these G's
Only way to stop these keys is to drop me, better kill me
I got me a Glock and some Glocks
For them niggas on my block
Got me some rocks, set up shop
With them soldiers on my block
Throw me a gun or that fire ass weed
It's a fuckin' shame, only way they gonna stop a G
Better kill me, bitch, you better kill me
You better kill me, bitch, you better kill me
No Limit, the world's most dangerous organization
Takin' over this muthafuckin' rap shit
Only way to stop a nigga, you better kill me, nigga
'Cause I'ma hold it down for my niggas that's dead and gone
My nigga Bobby just died yesterday, rest in peace
My nigga Clay, Big Otis, Elvis, Kendrick
They better kill me, nigga, they better kill me
Better kill me, nigga
That's the only way you gon' stop it
You can't stop it