up It's the motherfuckin' corruptor, since I I was a hustler It's a shame, I got to blow out niggaz To these motherfuckers peep my game I let 'em to the flo', snot on the snow
And full of kicked on rivals, it's for survival, in the of the city 'Cause the game's shitty, and Wiggly on the payroll So they bust us and we shine like diamond clusters we some made motherfuckers
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly bustin' I go, cold loco lay 'em by the dozen I look at my riders, they say confusin' Why, why, why? It's the execution the corruptor's execution
I be workin' and twerkin' my digital beamer scale like a teeter-totter Kind of like a see-saw, up and A hundred and twelve milligrams of of that
There soft white baby powder, equals a they call up the Heat up in the garbage dumpster, "Who's is dat?" All the tiffles and I got it back, don't make me do ya I know these streets, like the Grayson's jujitsu
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start I go, loco lay 'em down by the dozen I look at my riders, they say confusin' Why, why, It's the corruptor's execution It's the corruptor's
I'm havin' change with gats and hundred sacks I got to ball main thangs, I let 'em hang It at all strange with game, remain the Savage And cabbage, got to come, if not, for one
I come with guns smokin' leave you in Oakland Without no spoken put the Chevy in drive And the block hopin' not to choke up in back With the strap, and the kick in the back, that
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly bustin' I go, loco lay 'em down by the dozen I look at my riders, say nothing's confusin' Why, why, It's the corruptor's execution the corruptor's execution
Now, we get the cash the stash and Your brains all over dashboard up the hash, and get you some gas Who'll blast you main in sport
Now, brrr, stick 'em I 'em, Bobby you lick 'em We 'em and brick 'em to death K.S.'ll go left, flick 'em, bitches is breathin' They last motherfuckin',
On the how you feel about caps get peeled I baby, deal with the talk You backin' the and all the law So just hopin' these bastards know we strong
Fuckin 'em quick in the with the dick then Make sure they don't know throw a trick in Keep yours eyes on 'Cause we stickin' the Bic in, any sick
Because I take out my weapon and I start bustin' I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the I look at my riders, they say nothing's Why, why, why? the corruptor's execution the corruptor's execution
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the I look at my riders, they say confusin' Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's the corruptor's execution