ThOmAs Da TrAiN

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

I got a turban, I'm new age Taliban Keep it a stick like a band man

Dirty Sprite like Dirty Dan Boys I rock, I ran

Niggas is sweet, I think that they trend Glock burn em up, now he got a ten

Step on these niggas just like ants Spent on they block just like a ceiling fan

Hit a nigga, all he heard was bam Now he over

Now I got his girl bending over Caught the Hellcat in a Range Rover

Getting green like a four leaf clover Smoking on gas, yeah, that's that odor

We on your block, you better get lower Ain't no we balling like LeBron

Locked up like Akon Balling like the Pelicans

I'm a lot of Glock, don't discriminate, it'll shoot you in your face