Don't get nuthin' confused about me, this ***** hea throw clips
You think you could hold three, ***** here go six
I bring Heat like Deniro flix, my team lock and load
And rock and roll like Aerosmith

***k cops I got Cochran Shapiro chips
One point five in ice in each earlobe ****
***k who you and your man go get
Me and cat take *****'s on boat rides on some Soprano ****

Move wit' troops in cougar Coupes
like beeno and notes for a G a piece, they'll remove your roof
Ya better spread when the Luger shoot
Paul Cane got fire, everything ya heard on Clue was the truth

It's like who want what, whatever
Tou and your man play tough ya gon' get plucked together
At gun point gettin' stuck together
Black Benz tinted out, buggy headlights stuck together

We ain't jokin' no more
(This ain't a game to us)
Got a lot of hungry *****s that came wit' us
(We dangerous)
**** back, aim and bust
(Lady Luck, Paul Cane, who could bang wit' us)

Yo, we ain't jokin' no more
(This ain't a game to us)
Got a lot of hungry *****s that came wit' us
(We dangerous)
**** back, aim and bust
(Lady Luck, Paul Cane, who could bang wit' us)

They said I rap like a man, and act like a man
So when it come to war she gon' clap like a man
Short arrogant wit' this gat up in my hand
Chicks don't play cute I'm still attractin' your man

Rock many lands, Japan to Philly sands
Luck stay ghetto like Rican dolla bands
Only thing I take serious is garments and money
And late periods
(There she is)

Screamin' in a two by two, too fly two seater
Too much ice, too cold, two heaters
Love men but got lesbian guns
That love to lick off at you ******* for fun

So play dumb in these dum dups
Hit you where you pump ***
Stick you for your lump sums
We the ones you run from

Till the day my lungs done for blocks
I hit hard like Ronnie Lotts
Lady Luck got it locked

We ain't jokin' no more
(This ain't a game to us)
Got a lot of hungry *****s that came wit' us
(We dangerous)
**** back, aim and bust
(Lady Luck, Paul Cane, who could bang wit' us)

We ain't jokin' no more
(This ain't a game to us)
Got a lot of hungry *****s that came wit' us
(We dangerous)
**** back, aim and bust
(Lady Luck, Paul Cane, who could bang wit' us)

Ya talkin' greasy like Paul ain't a ***** wit' fire
Like I ain't got guns or killers for hire
Got wolves that'll run through mask and arms
Like point break clear the safe out and smash your moms

Over forty years old still blastin' chrome
Smiles never cross they face till there's cash in palm
'Cause they still do murders for bucks
Gave 'em put hollow points through you then p*** the burner to Luck

We like a 2 G Bonnie and Clyde, back to back in beef
Wit' two heats a piece, mami gon' ryde
Spit four, she behind me wit' five
Y'know Paul Cane and Lady Luck MO catch ****'s and slide

Before we drop the guns
Wipe off the prints push the pedal through the floor
And get away back to the bricks, ya don't want nothin' wit' us
Paul Cane, Street Life, Desert Storm, we dangerous

We ain't jokin' no more
(This ain't a game to us)
Got a lot of hungry *****s that came wit' us
(We dangerous)
**** back, aim and bust
(Lady Luck, Paul Cane, who could bang wit' us)

We ain't jokin' no more
(This ain't a game to us)
Got a lot of hungry *****s that came wit' us
(We dangerous)
**** back, aim and bust
(Lady Luck, Paul Cane, who could bang wit' us)

Come on