by Mak $AY Fri Aug 14, 2009 10:56 pm
killa cali stand up, u can call me say
and now finna put yall squares on display
wont kno wats commin cuz u dno dis play
hit the dunk, or stepback fadeaway jay
u can bet i fade away wit dis jay
trees fuelin my fire, burnin yall my only desire
me, they admire, u can only aspire
dun matter wat attire, im seagull flyer
ur wintgs, they do ntn but flutter
manipulatin yall like the captain does a rudder
shiver down ur spine and then a cold shudder
shut yall mouths like fukin shutters
flow spewin out like milk out tha udder
churn that shit up and now im smooth like butter
yall dont spit, yall clogged engine sputter