We need to talk, lining them up
And Im taking them out
Give me a second to jump out my cloud
I turn em out like a bitch with no spouse
All of my niggas that came wit me are wild
Out of the jungle we come through and prowl
Bitch Im Chris Travis but look at me now
I look ahead and you seem to be down
Im on the west but the south is my bound
Come through Im smoking it up with my rounds
I like to get it through meeting around
I see you niggas but no where right now
I need to tell ya them band and free rolls
Bitches they give it up like free soap
No i do not have no time for free loads
I give it up to the one-o-zero, bitch
They wanna be us its okay, its okay
We pave the road and we made a new way
Cant hear a thing now bitch what did you say?
Say that you fucked with us back in the day
Thats funny cause I dont remember ya
Spreading the words like we friends with ya
I’ll end that rumour and bury you
We be nefarious when in the area
If i was you I would speak much more carefully
Know you aint us so how could I be scared of ya?
You are the damage and we are the damagers, just no comparing us