Young Shawn Hunter
Girl lookin like Topanga
Mortal Kombat pop into the SEGA
Reptile bangin Shao Kahn playin
Lord of the underworld bass like rain
Drop like chains underground hear the sound
In the street in the night keep ya head to the ground
Bad man come with the guns and theyll get you
Cops get called and now a Glocks to ya temple
Gold bath shinin couldnt care less
When i hear those sirens i couldnt fear less
No i dont do shit but they see that blunt
Just a young white punk hood up in the cut
Bootleg Rolex trench coat slangin
Sidewalk talkin my mind keeps sayin
Gotta get the money gotta keep shit movin
But when Im in my casket I dont need moola
Dont need bread when Im dead thats nothin
Bones in the coffin blunts up sparkin
100 gold chains now Im young Liberace
Hand me down clothes motherfuck your Versace
Dont need bread when Im dead thats nothin
Bones in the coffin blunts up sparkin
100 gold chains now Im young Liberace
Hand me down clothes motherfuck your Versace