[Verse 1 - Red Cafe]GUESS who stepped in the motha fuckin door!
I break laws and make lawsYou do WHAT?
Break jaws and take yoursI got heart that somethin y'all couldn't pay forGot paper, money forever greenGlock .
20 spittin a hundred and seventeenWho gonna stop money, the homies forever screamNever gonna happen, all go out clappinAy yo, R-Dot sling hard rock yay yoI'm bout payrollHoes, love them niggas that game tightTrust me, I'm gon' be drillin the same nightthat I peeps her, R play with more keys than AliciaWith the poppies I got credit like VisaI breathe ether, make you fools believersR Dot Brooklyn bangin a team leader [Red Cafe]Y'all niggas industry, my niggas in these streetsWe get money endlesslyBitch niggas don't blend with meReal niggas move in with meNow move out[Red Cafe & Freeway]Y'all niggas industry, my niggas in these streetsWe get money endlesslyBitch niggas don't blend with meReal niggas move in with meNow move out [Verse 2 - Freeway]Guess who STEPPED in this mother fuckaNeed no intro, entro TECHS in the mother fuckaFree-way, your man and his gatI cock slugs back rip through your vestThe block run that handle the glockand die one day pray with the LordScream gun play but run to the copsWhen I'm in the room your bitch cater to bossRap Prince Nasir slip hook and a blockYou wanna BET my team flow better than y'allGhetto nigga get head in a droughtFree a Smith & Wesson metal nigga throw lead at your popsPlus y'all niggas industyMy niggas in the streetsWe dump heat, circle the blockLet the mack squirt on whoever act firstLet your Ac hurt, truck in the shopListen y'all niggas into rap and don't get interviews [Verse 3 - Red Cafe]This the block where niggas run lightsEvery night, gun fightsNiggas scream fuck the cops, you better come rightCrack is slung, coke is snortedAnd everybody know everybody and they support itStreets is infested, I can't lieI'm in the street well invested, nothin I can't buyAnd I mean nothin, I can buy your lifeNigga you ain't nothin, go ahead sip somethinYou little punk don't tempt meI made sure I left my car trunk emptyJust so you know I'm only here to claim the king of the throneWhether it takes a mic fight or swingin the chromeI need it, and I'ma bring it till its brought, believe itPlus I know you ain't got no iron cause you anemicHold up, I don't think you heard meYou ain't got no iron cause you anemic [Outro - Red Cafe]I gave everybody ample opportunity to get money with meNow you gonna watch me eat from the sidelines niggaLets do it

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