Twista feat. Liffy Stokes Sko. . [Chorus 3x's]. He lay he lay he lay he lay he lay he lay he lay he lay. In the grave he lay he lay. In the grave he lay he lay he lay. [Sko]. L-E-G-I-T Ballaz. Screamin' stop killin' for dollars. From G-I from the South to the Westside. From the D-I and where I love Darkside. I forever got my pride. Forever guide my guys to a better mindstate or phase. To replace all the wicked ideas erased. All the fears about the payroll. What you say Lo about Sko. We representin' the Chi do or die for real. Niggaz caps gettin' twist off they tops for real. The conflict's in the hearts of many men for real. The convicts in the Pen holdin' plenty steel. Niggaz know they house bigger but they play in the field. Tabasco ain't gon' let it ride though. Let my brother fat folk. I thrill for the kill. Smoke me a ?. Never runnin' from the mill boy I'm runnin' the field. It's the eternal Lord feel cemeteries revealed. Prophecies prophetcized stuff bein' fulfilled. And to another man I'll never kneel. Until I see Allah fate's comin' from the wheel. And baby girl you can check it you can dig it here. If yo nigga try to test it you can bet it he'll. Be in a grave he lay he lay. In the grave he lay he lay he lay. [Chorus 2x's]. [Liffy Stokes]. It's Liffy Stokes with the sticky smoke. Quick to shoot a muthafucka down if he choke. Never see me in yo city broke. In the club spendin' 50 notes. Leave with 50 girls and 50 Folks. And we all tote scopes. Guarded like the Pope cause we got that bomb on the dope. G-stacks in our coat. Niggaz ask we ain't hoes. Just to afloat with me I'm livin' lovely. Baby come on and relax with a Folk. All my mackateers know why we ride down. Cliqued-up pick the bitch up bumpin' sounds hurtin' the whole town. With raw pound all around me ya dig the sounds off like a live round. 22's on Fleet peep my shine now. I got a whole fuckin' nation that'll ride out. And put yo lights out in a matter of minutes young nigga. So it's best for you to be closin' yo fuckin' mouth. Before I pull out and bust slugs in yo ass. You lucky yo bitch here that's why I'm givin' you a pass. Nigga haul ass before I up and blast with no mask. And blow off you bit of mustache with yo tough ass. Shit everybody's bustin' down. My niggaz fallin' off all around. Before I go I got my 50-rounds. To blaze a nigga before I hit the ground. He lay. [Chorus]. [Sko]. It's really gettin' hot on the block. Niggaz got they glocks niggaz sellin' they rocks. But my mind prepared to get this muthafuckin' knot. So a nigga ain't scared to put a nigga in the box. If I gotta drop him down in the grave. In the grave he gon' lay-he. Cause this shit don't stop I shut 'me down everyday. Everyday anyway he anyway he. If he grown or not wrong or not. Niggaz better shake the spot and praise Allah. Don't let me see yo face nowhere by the peace Allah. A laundry mat niggaz better have they glocks cocked off. Ready to blast off and get yo ass popped off. With 10 hot ones when I draw from ?? when I smash off over there. It's blood on the curb over there. And them niggaz that be actin' like nerds over there. And my niggaz that be flippin' plenty birds over there. For them niggaz that be gettin' on my nerves over there. For my brothers that be gettin' plenty dirt over there. For them ?? broads with all that weave in they hair. Who ain't got no walls pussy like bees in the air. She dropped them draws and then I zoomed outta there. Cause I got my laws I'ma stay strong to myself. And I thought about y'all that's why I ball by myself. I don't need no mob to make me feel like myself. I don't need no job I'll make these G's by myself. I'ma be aight breakin' my hands to the left. I can see aight I smell death on yo brea-ea-ea-ea-eath. [Chorus 4x's]