profesional hood shit

yo kiss of death, letting the semi ring, you know they say if you don't stand for nothing, you'll fall for anything, preferably i'd rather hustle than do stick ups, call me, your number's blocked, i ain't gon' pick up, this is much more than you seeing, and you touch more when you ringing, i'm in a four door european, still going through the nonsense y'all, listening to niggas bullshitting on the conference call, till you leave them with open flesh, my base got the fiends damn near, smoking they self to death, you can feel it inside you heart, my life is a double edged sword, and both sides are sharp, it's facts in the talk, i'm the only nigga right now, that can bring the game back to new york, and i don't wanna hear jack, you got a gun? where it at?, coupe is the same color as the nine-five air max, yeah i'm a gentle boss that'll send you back to heaven, make a nigga dental floss with the mac-11, in front of the store, breaking down on a crate, i'm working out now and not eating after eight, let 'em know i'm a monster right now, and the empire's about to be conquered right now, and all you gon' hear about is yonkers right now, and i own a couple pair of shoes. yeah but i'm the don of nike town, the haze is purple, the diesel is sour, it's a shame that most people evil with power, but the key to surviving, dog, is logic, and it's a lot riding on this project, all i know is death is coming nigga, and getting money is the object