Unda da Trees

Nigga now how you gon' fuck with a player like me

Smokin' Doja weed, keyed with the heat

Microwave, tryna make a bitch slay

And on the microphone, I leave a trick in a daze

So peep is your boy, spit that shit like this

Keep the studio tacked off Doja, miss

And spit a dose of this P-I-M-P-I-N-G

Hundred percent hog shit for my cuddies and freaks

So nigga, peep game, let me get up in your brain

And lay some of you fools on how these soldiers maintain

And man, it's just that game, spit up on that highest level

Up in the ghetto, where niggas strap scrap metal

Fuckin' black fellows, if they come faulty

We'll cover up in your blood, sucker, back up off me

I'm fuckin' with the thugs, servin' thugs what they mugs don't mean

Up on the avenue, up under the trees

So when you see me on the A.D.E

Fuckin' with them March 3 cliques, servin' cream meat

It's just that hog shit all up in my veins

Tryna feed these fools brain decay

So when you see me on the A.D.E

Fuckin' with them March 3 cliques, servin' cream meat

It's just that hog shit all up in my veins

Tryna feed these fools brain with game

Now up under the trees, you see G's, plenty

Some older than 30, and some younger than 20

But best believe me, I won't deceive thee

When I say these niggas blowin' brains up off beanies

And the cream be poppin' daily, so maybe

That baby white girl can get the Chevy dipped with a pearl

Coke white seats with the brunettes blown

And if the track keep me fat, I'll put them thangs on

415s with the Zapco

And these bitches steady runnin' with the Stratfo

We need metal for those jealous fellows

You set trip, we empty the clip up out them my photos

Case closed, you already know we throw elbows

Bogart and Velbro left 50 shells on the pavement

Left them see-through like cheese

Fuckin' with them G's up under the trees

So when you see me on the A.D.E

Fuckin' with them Mark Street cliques, servin' creamy

It's just that hog shit all up in my veins

Tryin' to feed you fools brain with game

So when you see me on the A.D.E

Fuckin' with them Mark Street cliques, servin' creamy

It's just that hog shit all up in my veins

Tryin' to feed you fools brain with game

I be up under the trees on the M.A.R.K

And soon as the dark hit, sick niggas start shit

All up in this ghetto where it's crazy place

Where motherfuckers blast at a crazy face

But that's the way it goes, I eat the rules of the game

Food, try me and watch die, lose, die

Tick to the street or the pavement

With cur up in your blood, fool, the chopper couldn't save ya

That G behavior keep a nigga on his B's and Q's

I fuck with hogs and dogs, check the fleas and fools

Nigga, I'm on up on my foot, a fatty fuck a brit natty

Breakin' them down in the town, mobbin' Chevy's

Bodeak full of mob niggas, sharp niggas

Open up the brain, get up out the top, niggas

I fuck with thugs with they mugs on me

And up on the avenue, up under the trees

So when you see me on the A.D.E

Fuckin' with the M.A.R.K. street cliques, servin' creamy

It's just that hog shit all up in my veins

Tryin' to feed you fools brain with game

So when you see me on the A.D.E

Fuckin' with the M.A.R.K. street cliques, servin' creamy

It's just that hog shit all up in my veins

Tryin' to feed you fools brain with game