Hey, yo, Ice This guy say, he wants to get in, man You're home boy's ready? Yo, Ice, this nigga said ready, man
Yo, kid you're sure you wanna be down with this, Yeah, I'm sure, I'm Aight, know what in for, right?
Blood flows like in the hourglass moves everything, bitches in g strings Gats flashin', mothers make on a stick move Improve your flow, cold max with the long dough
rollin', back breakin' plot diggers The ill niggas, Comanche Blood letting of death Stop your breath, if you on the click
A hot thump to chest and your back just rips You wanna be a made man, the fam no mistakes Chopped up bodies, of funeral wakes Make your bones, a rat back dead, just ahead A cop's better, use this
Snitch, bet your bitch, she in a pre-dug 'Cause I command a battalion of life takers Plus, the bosses wanna see yo' guts Check your nuts, dump the in the desert
Here's the to a truck Me, I'm overloaded, born hard and Crime intellect, more complex than nerves in spinal chord Bank job my forte, not off of gun
Hostage taker, I killed my brother with a salt He tried to short me a the fuck? A nigga that lies is a nigga that dies No for the punk, he got trunked and bombed
Since he to steal, I chainsawed his arm I blood from a cup when I wanna, then Plus, the bosses up north made me my friend They told me, "This ain't no game, kid, in it You're down with the Syndicate but never it"
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and we'll kill your Fuck up a and you'll feel the knife Who is this? The does not exist
Muthafucka, now down for life Rat on the fam and we'll kill wife Fuck up a and you'll feel the knife Who is The Syndicate does not exist
A ki's, off-shore private yacht ain't no sweat, Coast Guard and customs are bought Columbian, connect, raise the bet One DEA wouldn't roll, we his tongue through his neck
a message to the rest, don't test Housing developments are built on the Of punks who wouldn't Big shots are called from the pen's sanctum Where the mega-gees the streets, fuck release
They got power that you can't comprehend, my They want you dead, yo, you're dead before the daylight Your eyes shiver and you grit your You your soul, now cold blood's how you get relief
Now you do what we do, say I say Muthafucka, don't blink I say okay is a organization, not a one-man gang And you die if I ever hear you my name
Muthafucka, now down for life Rat on the fam and we'll your wife Fuck up a scam and you'll feel the Who is this? The Syndicate does not
Muthafucka, now you're down for Rat on the fam and we'll kill your Fuck up a scam and you'll the knife Who is The Syndicate does not exist
My friend, I thought this day would come What do you mean, Hey Who was there when your wife had first child? Hey, why lookin' at me like that, man?
Who looked out for you no one else was there? Hey, I'm friend, man Now word's out you're to the feds about me lyin', man
There's one thing I can do Hey man, a You me like a bitch Hey, yo
Now at you at you, muthafucka Now at you
Cops on the take, I got moves to Feds ain't that easy, I got 'em to shake They had my man's wired for a month and a half my nigga up in Aspen, bail's five million
Bounced him out in a hour, Went and met him quick, hit him a ice pick take no chances, he romancin' with whores No tellin' he spilled when behind closed doors
The protection and loyalty is top priority Violate, body is found in three states Cargo is heat on a Hong Kong contacts your cruiser
No cash, they want a ton of crystal High risk bring more riches than the national debt We launder through the S and L's and pro-ball teams Ain't no business when it comes to cream
forged from my hitters from Jamaica In and out of town, before you hit the is the mob, baby, now you're on, no off switch Suffocation last [Incomprehensible] you snitch
Muthafucka, now you're down for Rat on the fam and kill your wife Fuck up a scam and feel the knife Who is this? The Syndicate not exist
Muthafucka, now you're down for Rat on the fam and we'll your wife Fuck up a and you'll feel the knife Who is this? The Syndicate does not