Grim Reaper

(Yeah!)
(You know what the fuck it is)
(Ha)
(Ima tell you know i feel)
(Aye)
(Ha, yeah you know what the fuck it is)
(Teezy in this bitch, nigga)

Ima speak my mind
Ima tell you how i feel
It's wicked in my section nigga we slingin' that steel
Dyin' 'bout my respect
You run up on me you get killed
This shit ain't Checkers bitch it's Chess and you'll get X'ed up out the field
Ima speak my mind
Ima tell you how i feel
It's wicked in my section nigga we slingin' that steel
Dyin' 'bout my respect
You run up on me you get killed
This shit ain't Checkers bitch it's Chess and you'll get X'ed up out the field

I'm layin' back she givin' top & i'm fuckin' wit' how it feel
That's my lil opp bitch
Gave me the drop
We come through you get killed
She set you up & wet you up
Boy you know that this shit get real
I want that nigga dead
Cut his head off leave 'em in the rear
I was taught to keep yo pistol
Any day this shit get sticky
Bitch you better be wit' it when them hollows get to fishin'
I keep my mouth closed
I won't say nun if that boy end up missin'
Lately i been on my Durk shit
I'm speaking' for the trenches
Bitch you know i be wit' it

Ima speak my mind
Ima tell you how i feel
It's wicked in my section nigga we slingin' that steel
Dyin' 'bout my respect
You run up on me you get killed
This shit ain't Checkers bitch it's Chess and you'll get X'ed up out the field
Ima speak my mind
Ima tell you how i feel
It's wicked in my section nigga we slingin' that steel
Dyin' 'bout my respect
You run up on me you get killed
This shit ain't Checkers bitch it's Chess and you'll get X'ed up out the field

(Huh? You run up on me you get killed!)
(Bitch ima buss ya head)
(You know Teezy slingin' that steel)
(Bitch i be full of meds i'm on that)
(Huh? yeah!)
(2100, nigga you know what the fuck it is)

(Bitch ass nigga)
(Yeah, haa)
(Catch up nigga)