On McAfee (with Baby Kia)

English translation

Bitch.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Three in the back, two in the front. One in my lap, two in the trunk.

Who got the strap? Who at the pump? Who finna cap? Who finna gun? Yeah, uh.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Three in the back, two in the front. One in my lap, two in the trunk.

Who got the K? I got the Drac'. Glock with a blue beam, Lil Jig got pulled. Yeah, uh.

Lil' dog with a bite and a bark. A nice heart, niggas abuse and turn to dark.

A night hawk lookin' for food and look at the booty.

Nights off, maybe the bougie bitch look good with the lights off. He bust real dope moves.

One dope boy, two loose screws. Three bad black lil' niggas said, "Fuck school. Fuck them, fuck you.

Fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too. " Ash to ash and dust to dust.

You best to bust a rusty trusty dusty if you rush him.

-Man, I blow the beat down. -Pullin' up well.

He got his heat and his hooligans there. Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?

Who got the fever, -the heat that can shoot in the air?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh.

Bitch, bitch, bitch, I'm from the East Side.

You can see the street sign, never seen a peace sign. Hell yeah. Said he finna respond, shootin' out a Nissan.

Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah. Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player. Lil'

Glock Nine let it pop in the air. Ninja Turtle Raphael when he caught a shell.

Better say a prayer when he walk into jail.

They said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well.

He said he 'bout to tuck a shagger, he ain't tuckin' his tail. He train well, well trained, goin' off of the rail.

Same thing, game -thing, he ain't stopped for bail. -Three in the back, two in the front.

One in my lap, two in the trunk. Who got the K? I got the Drac'.

Glock with a blue beam, Lil Jig got pulled.

Yeah, uh. You better run, nigga, know you not safe.

I'm from Blee, lil' nigga, that was BK.

Walkin' down the aisle with that Drac'.

Niggas out killin', they either made it out the hell. Nigga mad I got that pack.

-I'm gone, bitch. -Uh, look,

I'm from the East. Look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah. He was in a

Nissan, never put the heat down. Give a nigga's beat down, yeah, yeah.

Comin' in the night like a thief when it's sleep time. He be on the creep now, hell yeah.

Said he finna feast now, hell yeah.

They done let a beast out, hell yeah, hell yeah. Trippin', I gotta get out the city. Lotta shit I been dealin' with.

Makin' money, makin' enemies. Monitor time tickin' and tockin' it 'til infinity.

I'm feelin' fine, real good. I'm lookin' physically fortified.

Fifty feet tall, a hundred wide. I jump high and run fast, a hundred miles.

My nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys. He gettin' sick of the bull, want a hundred thousand.

Man, he be good, a hundred rounds, he hunt it down. A bloodhound, I think that nigga a

Blood now. He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out.

And I don't even try and show him another route. He been thuggin' it since a youngin, you know that.

We seen him come as his Pop Ball days.

Out in Wade Walker, lil' shawty was poppin' off daily. Gettin' mad, fightin' niggas, walkin' off crazy.

Played with him and all -he would say is. . .

-Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, -uh.

-You give me that dope every time, you -don't be pushin' it. -You said what?

You give me that dope every time I fuck with you, on God.

-What? -How'd I know it was you?

You in the -street, think you a real nigga or what? -Yeah, I know, but I fuck with you.

You give me that dope every time.