Break Em Down

[Verse 1: Slim Guerilla]
Rolling, sipping Alizé, no telling what I'm finna do
I'm balling with my playa, and you know she finna roll up too
Pull up to the scene, loc'd up in this fucking bitch
Smoked out, loc'd out in this ho', and I ain't taking about no damn citrus
With my fam, with my clique, yell a ho', this shit is on
Coming with that funny shit, your ass get sent to a funeral home
Bitch, I'm live in this junt, and you know I'm riding buck
I'm insane with my cane, bitch, it's SG Rilla Mane
Ho', you not no friend of me, you damn sure not no kin to me
You fucking with the playa creep, you fucking with demon energy
Talking like you from the street, that's how I know you pussy, weak
Them Texas boys be riding clean, ain't shit to them to pull the bean
You play the north, that shit is deep, they take that shit so seriously
You talking down up on the state, them niggas quick to pull your teeth

[Chorus: Slim Guerilla]
Who are these busters, they trying to call
They trying to run up, we taking them all
We shutting them down, we bury them down
We giving no fuck, and we breaking the law
Who are these busters, they trying to call
They trying to run up, we taking them all
We shutting them down, we bury them down
We giving no fuck, and we breaking the law

[Verse 2: Sista Mas]
Whip a Chevy Monte Carlo, Sista Mas looking down the block
Unstable, and mislabeled, bitch, it's over when I cock that Glock
Smoke that Marijuana, reach nirvana, but now my eyes on the road
Headed to scene, and there's no telling what just might unfold
Pull up in a whip, too damn smooth, whipping like it's training day
Quick like a shark, mouth stay shut, look, this strip is on display
Testing me, impressing me, I'm telling you, I'm not the one
Stressing me, suppressing me, I'm highly capable when I'm numb
No, you not no friend of us, you damn sure not no Canibus
You messing with the ones that everybody knows is fucking nuts
Southeast Dago on the case, you know they must've did the race
There's killers in the city, at this point this violence commonplace
Yellow tape, do not cross, sit in jail, maintain that sauce
Dago chicks hitting licks, can't trust another's word for shit
Who is these busters, they trying to call
They trying to run up, we taking them all
We shutting them down, we buried them down
We giving no fuck, and we breaking the law