up It's the motherfuckin' corruptor, since I I was a hustler It's a shame, I got to blow out niggaz To make these motherfuckers peep my I let 'em hang to the flo', on the snow
And full of kicked on rivals, it's for survival, in the of the city 'Cause the game's shitty, and Piggly on the payroll So they can't bust us and we shine diamond clusters 'Cause we made motherfuckers
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly bustin' I go, cold loco lay 'em by the dozen I at my riders, they say nothing's confusin' Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's It's the corruptor's
I be workin' and twerkin' my portable Triple beamer like a teeter-totter Kind of a see-saw, up and down A hundred and twelve of some of that
There white baby powder, equals a they call up the Valley Heat up in the dumpster, "Who's sack is dat?" All the and po'po' I got it back, don't make me do ya I know these streets, the Grayson's know jujitsu
Because I take out my and I quickly start bustin' I go, cold lay 'em down by the dozen I look at my riders, they say confusin' Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's the corruptor's execution
I'm havin' small with gats and hundred sacks I got to ball with thangs, I let 'em hang It ain't at all strange game, remain the Savage And cabbage, got to come, if not, for one
I come with guns smokin' you croakin' in Oakland no words spoken put the Chevy in drive And ride the block hopin' not to up in back With the strap, and the in the back, imagine that
Because I out my weapon and I quickly start bustin' I go, loco lay 'em down by the dozen I look at my riders, they say confusin' Why, why, why? It's the execution It's the execution
Now, we get the cash the stash and Your all over this dashboard Give up the hash, and get you gas blast you main in man's sport
Now, brrr, stick 'em I kick 'em, Bobby you 'em We 'em and brick 'em to death K.S.'ll go left, flick 'em, bitches is breathin' They last motherfuckin',
On the real how you feel about 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 back with the then Make sure while they know throw a trick in Keep eyes on Nich-en 'Cause we stickin' the Bic in, any sick
Because I take out my weapon and I quickly bustin' I go, cold lay 'em down by the dozen 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 start bustin' I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the I look at my riders, they say confusin' Why, why, why? It's the execution It's the corruptor's