Shoestring:

Shoestring's on the comeback bust you bitches up off my threads

Motherfucking feds raid my shit I put that head to bed

Been running from the law been rocking war from my hideaway

Fuck them bitches hittin them switches perfin as I ride away

Be quick for pulling your piece and slip like grease and there's a

deadly

war

The bitches they call me Shoestring the niggas they call me Skeletor

Walkin up to your doorstep, creepin up from the back bitch, the killer

of

your dope deal

The killer that left that package and that body in the driveway

Murdered them on a Friday

Scooped up the yea, the pay and headed back for the highway

Put the coke on the floor, hand over the dough

My hat is cocaine white and the feds think its blow

So they pullin me over ??? honkies checkin my suitcase

Somebody want to wet me up

The feds are tryin to set me up

Reachin for my pistol grip, I'll pop it til I drop these hoes

Try to stop the click, we'll beat your shit and leave this bitch with

your

eyes closed

Froze, I'm creepin up on you with that fuckin missle

30 oz six shotgun shells, all he heard was fuckin whistles

Fuckin up your tissue, pack your pistol and riot pumps

This motherfucker thumps, so none of my enemies jump

So motherfuck your cookie crew the Avenue be rollin through

Its all about the money bitch, what the fuck you wanna do

Niggas wanna grab they balls, show they teeth like they jaws

You niggas have more periods than the motherfuckin pussy walls

So what the fuck you talkin bout, rappin ain't no thang to me

You buster ass bitches ain't really what you claim to be

We can throw them thangs, play the same and i'm gone bust your nose

Try to stop the click, we'll beat your shit and leave this bitch with

your

eyes

closed.

Bootleg:

Consolidated, suckers assassinated subliminal criminology

Actually rippin for salary its no formality

To be a tragedy, body rip for raggedy, dogmatically

Financially money's the mission

Motive the means, bodies for fishin

Intuition got me trapped like Quadafi erasin your posse for a hobby

Dead bodies in lobbies dealin with the veteran

In your head like Excederin, better than medicine

Curing viruses hard as caluses

Head wounds by 30 inch, givin paralysis, track record like Dallas

Competition is missing, being stragled from angles

In position by magicians like mathematicians

I'm stackin digits and figures on petty niggas

Lemon squeezing mc's with platinum triggers

I'm deadly like storms in Arizona

I make my living on corners, by turning niggas into organ doners, fuck

diplomas

Haven't you ever heard of a killa, we can go eye to eye

Cause with your eyes closed is how you die

Say goodbye to the bad guy, am i my brother's keeper

Reefa makes me creaper, hoe put him in a sleeper

So watch yourself, watch your step for these bullets ????

But couldn't creep away from its death

One of my niggas died, it was his time murder ain't jokin

Flashes and blashes reading him dead with his eyes open

Since we ain't no dummy, takin the aim and bust him

Now the nigga was trusted, the friendship than rusted, but fuck it

I rather be behind guns than in front of bullets

Bullseye all in my face by a nigga who ain't scared to pull it

So he's drinkin 40's pullin ???? wishes

Open fire on snitches killin all the death wishes

Get the picture, I never shot a man when he was runnin

Pistol barrell in his face so he see all the bullets comin

Cash in chronic ???/

Informer drug holder

Bitches in love, niggas catch slugs between they shoulders

Green shit that I'm foldin make niggas think that will hold them

But they don't wanna jack trigger with mr. empty the clip

I flip on the scripture like I'm Apostle

But stick to the script, cause this is real nigga gospel

Until my mission's accomplished, I'm gone be hostile with a bottle

Didn't have no role model, so i live like fuck tomorrow

The path that I chose was to roll with my OG's

Killers and creepers who never sleep or dose

Fuck with us be leaving with your eyes closed

Its mandatory I'm wishin to catch a nigga like a transmission

Straight up slippin with his eyes closed

And in my hood ain't no sightseeing

Fuck with us, who knows where you might be in

Only police will be lookin after the hearse roll

And ain't no catchin a crook, so you'll be leaving with your eyes

closed

Watch your back, I'm creepin from the blind side

Another nigga dead, another fuckin homicide

211 187 better call for back-up

I'm a get to flyin heads, once i load my Mac up

Crackheads crack up, bitch niggas back down

We ain't scared of shit on the north side of flip town

Dayton Avenue is where I'm from to be exact

It's all about survival, tryin to get some more crack, right back

Before you catch a barrel to your dome G

If you with somebody else, than you and all your homies

Come one come all nigga ain't no hoe up in my gang

Got no time for lames and I'm a stay the same

I'm criminally insane, givin pain is what I do

Catchin you in plain view, makin sure your ass through

Money and the power, bitches in the door

Grippin on a nickle plated 44

And you'll be leaving with your eyes closed