Yu Yu Hakusho

Pop out like Yusuke with the Rei Gun Toguros on the block love to play tough Gold rings on the digits, all stamped and embellished Shorty mood lookin hellish better play dumb If you spotted Squallay better say some I been smokin all day, dropped a K on it I'm a cowboy in these orange tabs, out west lettin hammers fall on the other half Pulp Fiction brown leather avirex on my back I could never settle on another metal but the plat I gotta put food on the table, I don't hate you just ya crews movin disabled Dap you up and call you brother with a slight grin, they intentions never genuine That's why I never let 'em in Self centered motherfuckers that'll sell you for a second of fame Douse ya fire and then spit on ya grave Belittle ya name but they could never get in my lane It's really a shame You fronted, so whose really to blame The silliest game, I don't have it in me to play High as Spok rockin' a Heineken visor in the drop top Get you shot like Moderna or Pfizer until ya heart stop With the RoboCop Glock