Hey, yo, Ice This guy here say, he to get in, man You're sure boy's ready? Yo, Ice, this nigga he's ready, man
Yo, kid sure you wanna be down with this, right? Yeah, I'm sure, I'm Aight, know what in for, right?
Blood flows sands in the hourglass Cash everything, bitches in g strings Gats flashin', mothers make cream on a move Improve your dope flow, max with the long dough
rollin', back breakin' plot diggers The ill niggas, Comanche letting weapons of death Stop your breath, if you trip on the
A hot to your chest and your back just rips You wanna be a made man, the fam accepts no Chopped up bodies, lots of funeral Make your bones, bring a rat back dead, ahead A cop's better, use biretta
Snitch, bet your bitch, she in a pre-dug 'Cause I command a whole of life takers Plus, the bosses wanna see yo' guts Check your nuts, dump the in the desert
Here's the keys to a Me, I'm overloaded, born hard and Crime intellect, more than nerves in your spinal chord job my forte, not off of gun play
Hostage taker, I my brother with a salt shaker He to short me a buck What the fuck? A that lies is a nigga that dies No for the punk, he got trunked and bombed
he tried to steal, I chainsawed his arm I drink blood from a cup I wanna, then Plus, the up north made me kill my friend They told me, "This no game, kid, you're in it You're with the Syndicate but never admit it"
Muthafucka, now you're down for Rat on the fam and we'll your wife Fuck up a scam and you'll the knife Who is this? The Syndicate not exist
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and kill your wife Fuck up a scam and you'll the knife Who is The Syndicate does not exist
A ki's, off-shore private yacht Really ain't no sweat, Guard and customs are bought Columbian, connect, raise the bet One DEA wouldn't roll, we his tongue through his neck
a message to the rest, don't test Housing are built on the bodies Of who wouldn't party Big shots are called from the pen's inner Where the mega-gees the streets, fuck release
They got that you can't comprehend, my friend They you dead, yo, you're dead before the daylight ends Your shiver and you grit your teeth You sold your soul, now blood's how you get relief
Now you do what we do, say I say Muthafucka, don't blink I say okay is a organization, not a one-man gang And you die if I ever hear you spilled my
Muthafucka, now you're down for Rat on the fam and we'll kill wife Fuck up a scam and you'll the knife Who is this? The Syndicate not exist
Muthafucka, now you're down for Rat on the fam and we'll your wife Fuck up a scam and you'll feel the Who is The Syndicate does not exist
My friend, I this day would never come What do you mean, Hey Who was there your wife had your first child? Hey, why you're at me like that, man?
Who out for you when no one else was there? Hey, I'm friend, man Now word's out you're talkin' to the feds me lyin', man
There's one thing I can do Hey man, a You me like a bitch Hey, yo
Now at you at you, muthafucka Now at you
Cops on the take, I got to make Feds ain't easy, I still got 'em to shake They had my man's bitch for a month and a half my nigga up in Aspen, bail's five million
Bounced him out in a hour, and met him quick, hit him with a ice pick Can't take no chances, he with whores No tellin' what he spilled behind closed doors
The fam's protection and loyalty is top Violate, your is found in three states is heat on a Hong Kong cruiser [Incomprehensible] contacts cruiser
No cash, they want a ton of meth High risk will bring more riches than the debt We money through the S and L's and pro-ball teams no business untouched when it comes to cream
Documents forged from my hitters Jamaica In and out of town, you hit the ground is the mob, baby, now you're on, no off switch Suffocation don't last you snitch
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and kill your wife Fuck up a scam and you'll feel the Who is this? The does not exist
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and we'll your wife Fuck up a scam and you'll feel the Who is this? The Syndicate does not