Gentlemen-Statik Selektah/Illa Ghee/Sean Price/Fame of M.O.P.

Over the budget Gentlemen, we're all players of the game I was an Autobot type of guy, I hated Megatron Now I drink gin and my best friend's a Decepticon Some de Ville edge along, sketches over Lebanon Messagin' the .44 long, iller than Kinga Kong Head on the Autobahn My automatic aims for head shots, devil horns I'm like the devil's pawn Group thinker but I'm walkin' all alone I'm an underground king with a pocket full of stones Out of order, breathin' underwater, the enforcer Think inside your daughter, takin' selfies with an orca Oral sex music, shootin' on a cruise ship Coward niggas talkin' but y'all never do sh*t Smokin' dro, rocket fuel and I blast off I quest love cause my roots is a black thought I talk lyrics that'll cut you 'til you're in the gutter Illa Ghee and I'm nicer than a mothaf**ka Sket times spee leave stains on a ni**a curb The best MC, Bree painted a ni**a words The A-graded great, the 8 holder Make soldiers sh*t on theyself, the game over Clapper got clapping back battle rap stats Forgot about the shaq attack havin' that I blast the Magnum gun loudly With very great honor, I'm the magna cum laude Cop a squat, they sippin' hot latte Get money, big dummy, somethin' Lamont pop say Bout to let actions speak more than words Weak sauce disturbed The whole crew you got is losers See-through tube socks, new, sock it to yah Crews poppin' Rugers New socker choose, watch your dude, watch your dude That's watchin' 2Pac in Cuba Constant new verse ave, Judo maneuvers Shittin' all in your bloomers, P Burn, another body on the iron Got the hood behind me, keep it grimy when I rhyme Driver seat recline, rollin' in the fishbowl No chrome, no tints, blow through with your b**ch Big dog, I'm like a St. Bernard You 'bout as small as a Maltese, barkin' on a short leash You gon' get the party shot, get your a** mollywhopped Somebody call the janitor, we gon' need this lobby mopped Marksman regime, certified beast mode Personify street code, get your life repo'd Drive through funeral, come back and scoop you up With you in back of the hearse, your hearse on back of the truck Give a f**k, you can catch me with the crew or dolo Sicker with star with it, ni**a plomo plomo It's fizz, woah, Mac, double OG Marksman, M.O.P.s, ni**a