Pistol Lake

Yeah, yeah, mothafucka you With the pot of Ju Queens! we makes it hot! Broke my heart, pistol late Leavin' trails, mic's ablaze Paid the price, burnin' bright Purple haze, we so fly Blunts smellin' up the apartment Call the neighbors, light some fire in the Don's crib Time is the only ting that we have in common (Amen!) Lyin' On the west side, shorty lookin' fine Kid you Know that she's a dime Now I'm hot as ever, here's the setup Better come correct, bruh, (bless up!) Got the machete el grande, you can call me el hefe Hey, mother may I, bring you back to the good old days Rappers used to get thrown off, stage Something real, something nice Feel my luck runnin' out every time I roll the dice Hangin' out to dry, endless nights Just to let you hear these mothafuckin' stupid rhymes Fine, shorty taste this bye Broke my heart, pistol late Leavin' trails, mic's ablaze Paid the price, burnin' bright Purple haze, we so fly Broke my heart, pistol late Leavin' trails, mic's ablaze Paid the price, burnin' bright Purple haze, we so fly So fly So fly Yeah, 6ixx (Coughing...)