Game Krossed - Mr. Shadow

*Talkin*

Ay Dreamer you got your tape?

*Talkin*

Let’s do this shit

*Talkin*

Snapper you got the guage

*Talkin*

Capone-E, let’s ride da de da da

Do you wanna mob wit Gs

SouthSide Academy

I’m from the Academy of Hard Knocks

Felons wit Glocks, attitude fuck it when I see them cops

Pop, my mothafuckin heater, for concussion

Destruction, the beginin sequel of Criminals

On war paths, aftermath, combat, platinum tracks, fuck rap rat-ta-tat-tat

Always strappin like that, so back the fuck up cause Capone’s gonna bust

Locked up like a G, fuck my enemies

Straight parole from the streets

Fuck you, and fuck peace

I got my soldiers at ease, from the SurSide Academy

You’re gonna get what you’re gonna get

Mothafucka you got nothin to gain

You can’t fuck wit these same Gangsta Bergade

Now tel mel, who’s your mothafuckin problem

Straight gangsta mobbin, SouthSide

Do you wanna mob wit Gs

SouthSide Academy

I’m another SouthSide Academist, pharmacist, graduate

World’s most dangerous, Hi-jack you like a terrorist

Yeah, keep you hostage for ransom

And if you wanna act up I’ll do you like Manson

Charles, with no fuckin morals

Leave your tongue on your lap straight chrippin like a squirell

Now your heart starts to clout

Lil Dreamer mothafucka and we don’t stop

Ha ha ha, and the saga continues

Servin ya platinum so check your menus

Sent you, a weed note with a threat

Negelect, reject this note, post up and get wet

Follow me, follow me, follow me to the depths of hell

Bailin out, killin devils, burnin down church bells

In jails, all correctional facilities

Mr. Capone-E a graduate from the Academy

Do you wanna mob wit Gs

SouthSide Academy

*Talkin*

Now tell me, who wants some SGV shit

The sickest, realest group, Americaz most wanted convicted outlaws

What’s up Snapper

Let me tell you, we take no bull shit

Bring a posse, can’t fuck wit my gangsta poparatzi

We keep bustin straight convict kamakazi

Through your hood, get your strap, get your bat

Mothafuckas get your gat

It’s like that, G’s like us run up in pad

It’s the town wit the most Gs

Look here leva, you can’t school me

Or the homie, Capone-E

Still in the game, no shame

The same, derange, dementaly sick

We don’t give a shit bitch

Got shotgun and we pop em

And if you cross our path it get’s jacked

This war path, matter last, born or bash

Outkast, 1st class, whip lash, blood bath

And that’s that, so Lil Dreamer homeboy

Tell em where you at

I’m in a habitat of a G

Straight packin a heat

Puttin it down straight on the concrete

SGV style, never smile, ghetto child

Lil D, fuck my enemies, SouthSide Academy

Reality hits, when we drop this shit

SouthSide Connection straight platinum hit

Now dip mothafucka, and I’ll see you in a casket

Just another scandleous gangsta from the Academist

Do you wanna mob wit Gs

SouthSide Academy