Hold up
It`s the motherf**kin` corruptor, since I came I was a hustler
It`s a shame, I got to blow out ni**az brains
To make these motherf**kers peep my game
I let `em hang to the flo`, snot on the snow

And full of kicked on rivals, it`s for survival, in the intestines of the city
`Cause the game`s s**tty, and Piggly Wiggly on the payroll
So they can`t bust us and we shine like diamond clusters
`Cause we some made motherf**kers

Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin`
I go, cold loco lay `em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing`s confusin`
Why, why, why? It`s the corruptor`s execution
It`s the corruptor`s execution

I be workin` and twerkin` my portable digital
Triple beamer scale like a teeter-totter
Kind of like a see-saw, up and down
A hundred and twelve milligrams of some of that

There soft white baby powder, equals a they call up the Valley
Heat up in the garbage dumpster, "Who`s sack is dat?"
All the tiffles and po`po` I got it back, don`t make me do ya
I know these streets, like the Grayson`s know jujitsu

Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin`
I go, cold loco lay `em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing`s confusin`
Why, why, why? It`s the corruptor`s execution
It`s the corruptor`s execution

I`m havin` small change with gats and hundred sacks
I got to ball main with thangs, I let `em hang
It ain`t at all strange with game, remain the Savage
And cabbage, got to come, if not, five-oh for one

I come with guns smokin` leave you croakin` in Oakland
Without no words spoken put the Chevy in drive
And ride the block hopin` not to choke up in back
With the strap, and the kick in the back, imagine that

Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin`
I go, cold loco lay `em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing`s confusin`
Why, why, why? It`s the corruptor`s execution
It`s the corruptor`s execution

Now, we get the cash the stash and bash
Your brains all over this dashboard
Give up the hash, and get you some gas
Who`ll blast you main in man`s sport

Now, brrr, stick `em I kick `em, Bobby you lick `em
We stole `em and brick `em to death
K.S.`ll go left, finger flick `em, bitches is breathin`
They last motherf**kin`, breath

On the real how you feel about caps get peeled
I just baby, deal with the talk
You backin` the guns and all the law
So just hopin` these bastards know that we strong

F**kin `em quick in the back with the dick then
Make sure while they don`t know throw a trick in
Keep yours eyes on Nich-en
`Cause we stickin` the Bic in, any sick then

Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin`
I go, cold loco lay `em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing`s confusin`
Why, why, why? It`s the corruptor`s execution
It`s the corruptor`s execution

Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin`
I go, cold loco lay `em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing`s confusin`
Why, why, why? It`s the corruptor`s execution
It`s the corruptor`s execution