[Tite]

I'ma tear this mother up, like a pit that ain't ate shit

I came to take shit, chain and duct tape shit

I'm in the club, making mo'fuckers lay it down

It's the Tite grown man, I don't play around

Gun on my waist, at least two clips

Who gon arms to his waist, so I can box too swift

I'm down with drugs and thugs, Crips and Bloods

Anybody in the ghetto, I can show 'em a thug

I'ma start shit, with any nigga claiming hard shit

Quick to light a nigga up, I'ma spark shit

I'm from the ghetto, crack heads and sterile

I'm like a soldier, so I keep heavy metal

I spit it wreckless, thugged out from Texas

I'm riding slab, mo'fuck a damn Lexus

It's the Tite, ten hoes and the bitch made's

Gun miss em, I'ma hit 'em with the switchblade



[talking]

Yeah, we in the hood

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