[Intro: Dom Pachino] Yeah, uh, it's no comparison, man I don't like you muthafucka, I don't talk like you, man Hold on, man, let me tell you something, man I don't really like you, man, man Come on, man, it's no other, man, listen Hold up, man... yo
[Chorus: Dom Pachino] Hold up man, whoa, man, you don't wanna fuck with us, man, no, man, yo Slow down man, yo, man, you don't wanna fuck with us, man, no, man You, yo, man, yo, man, you don't wanna fuck with us, man, no, man
[Chapel] Aiyo, sick scene, tearing these parts up like cancer How I just murderate ya'll, there's no answer Came a long way, I tear the club like pole dancers Ya'll only live once, I got a few chances Yeah, Chap like Scott, yo keep the glances Cold metal, full clip, to sell our pantses Garbage can ya ass, you with the trashes Just illuminate, glocks, it's like this gun's plastic Play close, ya'll ride, I start dashing Jetting to the barracks, blow smoke a chalice Grab bread, get the God a nice palace Body be, cheek on point, yo, who the wildest Who the ones popping them things, it be the loudest My franchise price this year, forget about it How you moving the team, all real about it Cut ya lights out like shorts and power outage
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[Dom Pachino] Man, ya'll niggas ain't dogs, you puppies, you ain't sharks, you guppies I eat your food, when I get the munchies Ya'll niggas like a lunch, tray, so sweet Punch a hole in you like a loose leaf sheet, you loose teeth I won't lose sleep, you won't get to see the Team when we creep We grungy, I put a beam on your cheek or your beak, I flood the streets Ya'll niggas like a slow leaf, suck dick like an old freak Look at me, peep my whole steeze, you weak Acting like ya'll move heat, well hold these You gonna need some help, you gonna need some homeys And some Co-D, I got a lawyer like Kobe's So when I squeeze, and I beat the case And I'm back on the scene with a bitch and some yak And a fat bag of green, I'm not just a client, I'm the owner Plus I'm a member of the Team
