Hey, yo, Ice This guy say, he wants to get in, man You're sure home ready? Yo, Ice, this nigga he's ready, man
Yo, kid you're sure you be down with this, right? Yeah, I'm sure, I'm Aight, know you're in for, right?
flows like sands in the hourglass Cash moves everything, bitches in g Gats flashin', make cream on a stick move Improve your dope flow, cold max the long dough
High rollin', back breakin' diggers The ill niggas, Comanche Blood letting of death Stop your breath, if you on the click
A hot thump to your chest and your back rips You wanna be a made man, the fam accepts no up bodies, lots of funeral wakes Make your bones, bring a rat dead, just ahead A cop's better, use this
Snitch, bet your bitch, she in a pre-dug 'Cause I command a battalion of life takers Plus, the bosses wanna see yo' guts Check your nuts, the bodies in the desert
Here's the keys to a Me, I'm overloaded, hard and scarred Crime intellect, more complex nerves in your spinal chord job my forte, not off of gun play
Hostage taker, I killed my brother with a shaker He tried to me a buck What the fuck? A nigga that lies is a nigga that No cries for the punk, he got and bombed
Since he tried to steal, I his arm I drink from a cup when I wanna, then Plus, the bosses up north me kill my friend They told me, "This ain't no game, kid, in it You're down the Syndicate but never admit it"
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and we'll kill wife Fuck up a and you'll feel the knife Who is The Syndicate does not exist
Muthafucka, now you're down for Rat on the fam and we'll your wife Fuck up a scam and you'll feel the Who is this? The Syndicate not exist
A thousand ki's, off-shore private Really ain't no sweat, Coast and customs are bought Columbian, Mexicano connect, the bet One DEA wouldn't roll, we pulled his through his neck
Just a to the rest, don't test Housing developments are on the bodies Of who wouldn't party Big shots are called from the inner sanctum the mega-gees regulate the streets, fuck release
They got power that you comprehend, my friend They want you dead, yo, you're dead before the daylight Your eyes and you grit your teeth You sold your soul, now cold blood's how you get
Now you do what we do, say I say Muthafucka, don't unless I say okay is a organization, not a one-man gang And you die if I hear you spilled my name
Muthafucka, now down for life Rat on the fam and kill your wife Fuck up a scam and feel the knife Who is The Syndicate does not exist
Muthafucka, now down for life Rat on the fam and we'll kill wife Fuck up a and you'll feel the knife Who is this? The Syndicate not exist
My friend, I this day would never come What do you mean, Hey Who was there when wife had your first child? Hey, why you're lookin' at me like that,
Who looked out for you when no one was there? Hey, I'm friend, man Now word's out talkin' to the feds about me lyin', man
There's one thing I can do Hey man, a You treat me a bitch Hey, yo
Now at you at you, muthafucka Now at you
Cops on the take, I got moves to Feds ain't that easy, I still got 'em to They had my bitch wired for a month and a half Snatched my nigga up in Aspen, five million
Bounced him out in a hour, and met him quick, hit him with a ice pick Can't no chances, he romancin' with whores No tellin' what he spilled when behind doors
The fam's protection and loyalty is top Violate, your is found in three states Cargo is heat on a Hong Kong [Incomprehensible] contacts your
No cash, want a ton of crystal meth High risk will bring more riches than the national We launder money the S and L's and pro-ball teams no business untouched when it comes to cream
Documents forged my hitters from Jamaica In and out of town, you hit the ground This is the mob, baby, now on, no off switch Suffocation don't last you snitch
Muthafucka, now you're down for Rat on the fam and we'll kill wife up a scam and you'll feel the knife Who is this? The Syndicate does not
Muthafucka, now down for life Rat on the fam and we'll your wife Fuck up a scam and you'll the knife Who is this? The Syndicate not exist