[King T]
Here I come
200 and 10 pound
Dark brown pound
[?]
Six foot from the ground
A veteran, I'm a legend in the Comp-town
(And you younglings gon' respect the krown)
I ain't feeling that shit cuz
I heard these young punk trynna clown
Kids wanna jump in the deep they gon' drown
It's stifling tell your little homies about the sounds
(That them n***as gon' respect the krown)
Tell them haters they can see me on the block in the [?] crown
With 2 or 3 killers with 4 or 5 rounds and 6 to 8 chickens with 9 or 10 pounds
(You younglings gon' respect the krown)
Such and such in this grand new game caught running outta town
Ball some, hood quarters, gunning n***as down
And any way you lick it prolific, profound
(You younglings don't respect the krown)
Ball something

[You ain't got no flow, you ain't got no heat
You ain't got no hood, you ain't from the streets
But I'm 'a let you roll, I'm 'a let you eat
(You younglings don't respect the krown)
[You ain't got no flow, you ain't got no heat
You ain't got no hood, you ain't from the streets
But I'm 'a let you roll, I'm 'a let you eat
(You younglings don't respect the krown)]
[Dre'sta]
You little n***as got the block hot
You pop shots then run up in the spot, stop
What we supposed to do now clown when the cops knock
"Just lock the 'tire block"
How the fuck that sound?
(You younglings don't respect the krown)
You young n***as think you're so G
If you'd learn to listen to your OG
You never would've been in court snitching on your [?]
This game got rules to it, let's list 'em down 'cause
(You younglings don't respect the krown)
The young rappers think the so fly
Knowing they can't win but they sure try
Guess they try to earn them a stripe and I don't know why
[?] run up on me 'til I knock his ass down
(Bet them n***as gon' respect the krown)
I know you wanna be hard but I'm a G, I see through your persona
Running your mouth gon' get you knocked out in front of your squad
I run the town ' til I'm 6 feet up under the ground, I swear
(You younglings don't respect the krown)

[You ain't got no flow, you ain't got no heat
You ain't got no hood, you ain't from the streets
But I'm 'a let you roll, I'm 'a let you eat
(You younglings don't respect the krown)
[You ain't got no flow, you ain't got no heat
You ain't got no hood, you ain't from the streets
But I'm 'a let you roll, I'm 'a let you eat
(Bet them n***as gon' respect the krown)]
[B.G. Knocc Out]
I'm accurate with the strap with these things I'm excellent
Ward corridors and yards that n***as claim but never been
From the pen to the hood, n***as know I put it down
(You younglings gon' respect the krown)
'Cause if not I'm 'a have to get the gat, pull the gloves and the mask out
I ain't nothing nice when I spazz out
Smash to your side of town and lay some shit down
(Bet them n***as gon' respect the krown)
Motherfucker I'm loc with it
This hood shit n***a, I'm so with it
Put this lead in your head, 'cause I'm a sure hit it
To do the deed all I need is 1 round
(Bet them n***as gon' respect the krown)
Fuck with me you'll get blasted and chopped up so you'll need a closed casket
Thinking it's all good, but this hood shit is drastic
Reality sets in and once your body's in the ground, I bet
(Bet them n***as gon' respect the krown)
Baby Gangsta!

[You ain't got no flow, you ain't got no heat
You ain't got no hood, you ain't from the streets
But I'm 'a let you roll, I'm 'a let you eat

You ain't got no flow, you ain't got no heat
You ain't got no hood, you ain't from the streets
But I'm 'a let you roll, I'm 'a let you eat]