I make them playaz lay it down for the stoney crook

you know dem boys known to clown cause we off tha hook

Off tha chain with Mary Jane you best ta take a look

French connection in East Texas got my body shook

Now them playaz say Uhh



[Chorus]

Ballin so hard it make ya holla

We ride for Mr. Diabolical

He's not just your average balla

We ride for Mr. Diabolical

20 inch blades on a drop top benz

Ballin so hard doing it so clean

He's not just ya average balla

We ride for Mr. Diabolical



[Verse 1]

Now who am I the ngga from D.T stacking cheese

And Flipping G's and making them C's respect me

I'ma head hunter fed stunta candy red runna

Comin through on twenties choppin boys like Benihana's

I'm burning hot like summers and sauna's while digging tunnels

And bitch niggas and flaunter and fake ass cliques with bumpas

5'7 and monstrous shakin states and continents

Mr. Lucci be bombing bitch in these fools with continence

(I swear) I'ma harm to this

(I swear) I done pourn through this

(I swear) I'll mourn a bitch

(I swear) Casue I was born to this

With enormous cliques of ballas and hustlas

Playaz and Pimps stake shrimps

And glimpse of Lucci they catch a glimpse

Only 17 but I'm still holding this shit down like a healthy king

With a wealthy team ya'll floss a whole lotta ice

But i'm still bezzletine mine ain't no dream

It's the real thang so ya'll betta check it

Mr. Lucci bringing it to ya from ~Dallas, Texas~



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Bitch ain't no easin me and my niggas need no reason

Open and kill season on any nigga that's breathing

I'm known for leaving niggas bleeding eternally sleepin

I'ma heathen I keep bullets fighting like kids teething

I'm quick to 'eliminate and penetrate the ones who playa hate

Find the nigga be the way and duck tape on the interstate

Now let a nigga play the wig splitter in the wrong way

See him the next day with Lucci autograph on his neck brace

From the ~Lone Star State~ I make bones break with own fools

Fuck em up in D-Town and bury em down in Long View

Death is upon you when I straight march with my stone heart crew

What's up wit it i'm here to split it cause that's what I do

L-U-C-C-I betta take a picture bitch

All niggas that's hatin Lucci is all niggas that can suck dick

Betta thank quick cause I'm coming and gunning in your direction

Shh, and hold that down while Lucci show these boys a lesson



[Chorus]



Say dog i'ma straight up ~Texan~ so ain't no stoppin when i'm flexin

Light reflecting off up the bagits in my necklace

I'ma lyric infection that they can't cure up on these dope tracks

Getting nitty and gritty putting my city on the damn map

I brang mo Bam Bam than Bigalo with these sick floes

Affiliated with kick doe's alarms, bombs and kick hoes

Can of slick loads is what I flip when I dip slow

I gots ta grip doe and handle my business be's my motto

This ain't no normal nigga I be that diabolical figure

With a whole clique of killas triggas ready to spill ya

I'll peel ya cap back with real niggas

In a milla meter of a second begin ejectin and straight wettin

Dissecting your section when you done crest me in the plexin

We told you we was soldiers at the beginning when we was noticed

Now who the coldest who the boldest and who the roughtest

Mr. Lucci a*k*a diabolical mutha fuckas



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