One For Peedi Crakk

[Peedi Crakk]

It's not a game I'm from Philly

Go by the name P, Prizzy Mac Milly

Used to with Young Crizzy in the back rolling on twigs

People want to know who run with me, nobody but the bang, bang

Streets will forgive me, street vocals searching the city, sing

Peddi, Peddi, I heard that they got your number

The alias you've been living under the mack goes thrriiing

Peddi, Peddi, I heard that they watch your mother

Got a hit on your brother, like motherfucker don't - blliinng

Crack, smack a tooth out your choppers

Any wrong move, I blast the tool up on you fuckers

Wait, that's just enough for you to follow

Heavyweight rap, I spit for much for you to swallow

Blap, Blap, number one with a bullet

Play with them guns to the fullest

Your stupid ass get, clapped, bap

About my past and my future, you disrespect it, I'll shoot you

Treat it just like that...

[Chorus: x 2]

[Peedi C] Now one's for Peedi Crakk

[Freeway] And two's for Free'

[Young C] Three for Young Gunna

[B Sigel] And four for Sig'

[Peedi C] You know it's SP yes we above of those things

First the mack go ring, and when it's done it go ting

[Freeway]

All of the sudden and there's six million ways to rhyme

There's still six million ways to D-I-E

I'll smack your P-why-T, with the bun and the nine, nigga

I live me rhymes, why'all ain't Free

But why'all know why'all heard of him

Niggaz can not serve him, not see him when he floatin' by, windows be dark tinted

Stop playing thinking you touch him, trouble you deep in it

Clock spitting, it's just the principle, my principality

Follow me home, better have a full tank, money for shoes

What you fools think, full bank money from shows

It's the Roc bitch, I'm on your block bitch

I'm in the cock-pit, you think it's a rose

So what if it's brown from Mac, gotta take it back, back

And gotta bobble the gat, push your shit back, back