Spittin out, in the porch, with a yellow stallion heart. Bitch you got a vicious mob, pussy hoes they bury ?. Always fuckin top charts, models you see in the book, serb captain pimp it ain't got nothin to do with looks, you wanna hit i rode da book, do the beat and sing tha hook, write the shit and through the mix, its like i serve a brick. every city through da store, it move like snow. if you really wanna war im ready to go