Full of the hemp and the block is hot
Punch on the throttle
Roll down the window, blow out the indo then toss the bottle
To the street, the weak gon' get crushed so just hush
Cartel [?] through your yard, nigga plus
The fuzz we cause
Is with no flaws and to paws
Leave the crowd in awe
As we right back through their halls, nigga
Feel the wrath cause fool, this ain't the past
I'd rather come from the shoulder but you know the '95s quick to blast
So ask no questions cause the answer's a bitch
Workin' with these [?]
Beat you down 'till you see pitch black
Ass dark, advice you not to start
Cause it's my way or the anyday
The cartel's got no heart
Pick apart the marks, that's the way it goes
Floatin on clouds from the doja, only the lord knows
How these flows I possess
Come down harder than stress
Rushin it down straight to my chest
While this street guard an arrest
The less fortunate gon' catch the HK
Cause it won't jump off at all
If it ain't my way
It won't jump off at all
If it ain't my way
It's cartel all day everyday so what you got to say?
It won't jump off at all
If it ain't my way
It's cartel all day everyday so what you got to say?
Quick to bust through your guts and leave the crowd stunned
As I stomp through your block nigga, you best to run
Brims slammed down over my brow, eyes slanted low
Purred off the fifth, high off the spliff so now it's time to go
Plus the doja will just hold a player to pimpin' game tight for the hoes, but
I ain't worried about em, see they gon' come out
Rather chase my money than a honey
Cause man, that's dumb
Ain't none of them niggas down with Young Ed on simp
Pimpinisim on trips off top saw that hoes ain't shit
And since it's my way anyway, give up the ass
Cause if you runnin' off at the mouth and droppin' that drag, you ain't gon' last
Cause cash is all I need, proceed to make G's
And all y'all cause is pregnancies and enemies
And who sees what I see? A young G's opinion
I run up in 'em, offend em and then do it again
Ain't no stop to this game
My street is the name of the place of a hot one in your face for the fame, plus the pain
Is enticement's up and hoes to the ground is what I say
When it's time to clown my way
Your trunk feel the funk, hear the pound
Surround the set with barricades and block off the highway
Cause it's Young Ed, tearin' up shit, doin' it my way
It won't jump off at all
If it ain't my way
It's cartel all day everyday so what you got to say?
It won't jump off at all
If it ain't my way
It's cartel all day everyday so what you got to say?
Quick to bust through your guts and leave the crowd stunned
Ain't nothing fit to last if it ain't for cash nigga, that's how it's done
Ye', mobb shit 1995 Cartel Music, you know what I'm sayin
Mac Moose, Young Ed, Mac Move
The whole Cartel
Cause it won't jump off at all if it ain't my way niggas, we out
Quick to bust through your guts and leave the crowd stunned

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