[Poster Boy] Poster Boy, Fosterville, Kay Slay the Drama King Fuck with the kid, gotta throw ya moms over the bridge RP put the hawk to ya over ya ribs Keep thinkin' that the god is chillin' I'm the reason custies is comin' to the Carter Buildin And it aint no tellin what I do They may find ya body on 16th smellin like a (*jew*) I'm the number one stunna when it comes to the east In the Jag with the .40 cal under the seat Nigga this is my block, Name a nigga who run me out Friday come, you and you have your money out Son, my gun'll bring a playboy bunny out Somebody gotta die, I'm a try ya hunny out Send her to ER with half her tummy out No C-section, no infants comin out She can't have babies again Me and Kay gettin money so it's feelin like the eighties again Holla! [Shells] Ayo, You boys is silly, i'm next since Pac and Biggie And I'm Bout Major Figgas like Dutch and Gillie Catch Shells all-star weekend down in Philly On my hip, pack heat like a bowl of chilly Look - I Clap milli's, act willy, you a chump Only kid in the hood with elevators in his truck See, I flash bucks, rock all black doors And my watch ice'd out like Jacobs store When you boys gon learn I got this game lock What you got for your deal, I spent on X-Box Keep frontin like you hungry, I'm a feed you a biscuit I got rock and roll bullets, leave limps like bizkit So hey, it's ya life involved - act like it is My chain light gray like trash can lids If one of yall take my chain - none of yall live You like, "I aint do it Shells", One of yall did! [Grafh] 'Cause A lot of yall are fakin', one minu
