(feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz, Newsense)

[Liffy Stokes]

In the Chi, it's kill or be killed, hussle or die

You gotsta take the pie, momma didn't lie

Look in my eyes you see the realness

The nine makes you feel this

The pain that I'm going through 'til I'm sitting on millions

My minds on that paper, wishin' upon a caper

I need to stack now, I will pay for my sins later

When I'm living greater, the mind state of a Westside native

It's sick in the head, dodgin' Feds everyday

See me load the AK, watch 'em run when we spray

Get the fuck up out my way and for pray that this pistol play

'Cause when I'm heated I'm gunning 'til there's nothing in sight

So cancel Christmas muthafucka, fuck you and your life



[Mayz]

Niggas in my mob is too suave

We ride hundred G cars, in it like the world is ours

Don't disrespect or get your chest split like cigars

In this county of crooks tryin' to avoid jail bars

But it's so hard to make cheese especially

If you ain't got no Ph.D. or connect on phat keys

See mobstability is for niggas with nothing to lose

Going psycho from this drama you go through paying dues

I get a buck in your side tryin' to hussle for a ride

Or hittin' the block to find out one of your guys just died

So don't come to the Chi, it's just risky as hell

'Cause K-Town niggas'll bomb on that ass like a stealth



[Chorus]

In the county of crooks: gangbangers, killers and slangers

With judges be quick to hang us homies and strangers

No bluffin', we bustin'

Like a kamikaze, watch our bodies come up

War (?) then it's on, now we gon' strap up, what's up



[Repeat