Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye stepped up in this piece Bust my Glock to ensure that all you niggas rest in peace Uh, Schwarzenegger I, straight slaughter niggas I'm offin niggas, screaming off with niggas heads They all surrender, better call for niggas Come at all you niggas heads, toss em off a ledge I'm arguing with 'em, I'm done talking with 'em I order coffins for 'em, call the coroner for 'em Get a comforter for 'em, I did all you niggas beds I want all you niggas dead I want all you nigga money, royalness and bread Royalties instead of rollies for your boy, but loyalty is dead Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye stepped up in this piece Bust my Glock to ensure that all you niggas rest in peace Rep my block Quick to draw on all you niggas, f' is beef? Blow your spot, better pray to the lord this shit gon' hit the streets Jimmy Dean