Fresh At My Funeral

[Verse 1: King Chip] King Chip up in this ho Fresh up out the liquor store Swagging, if you didn't know Yeah, I bet them bitches know Know a nigga straight up out the hood on Wikipedia King Chip you fucking looney all up in the media Straight up out the ghetto with the knowledge of a oracle Most these rap niggers is some ho's, how the story go Up until age 19, I was very po' Started selling raps moved right up out the ghetto fo' St. Clair Ave, that's where you get your head bust Seen a lot of shit, when I was young I never said much Only if I knew you, would I be all on some cool shit Seen a lot of my nigga's dead on the pool pit I could get my hands on the blam in a heartbeat Only when you had no fear of death, do you start beef I'd seen some nigga's, getting hunted like some fucking deer Wonder why I have no heart, that's all I known for all my years Nigga's know, make it out my hood on some rap shit Therefore, I am legend living fantastic If you roll a nice one, motherfucker pass it Light my air mags up before you drop the casket Yeah, King Chip If you roll a nice one, motherfucker pass it Light my air mags up before you drop the casket [Verse 2: GLC] GLC, The Ism is a visionary Seen my face next to Ism in the dictionary These pussy ass lames, they just can't compare me My bitches they just don't complain when they gotta share me I was 16 when I got a Chevy Came up from a pack to a fucking heavy Gospel, talk to apostles Who you know that knew that shit and fuck like Costco I know, the truth will get you goofy niggas Holding nigga's balls, y'all some groupie niggas Flexing and finessin', riding hoopty niggas I be manifesting [ - ] sushi nigga Cool out, that silk shit I rule out Chip got it cracking out in Cleveland, so I flew out Got these hoes going down low, like a lou out I'm about that money and the power, what is you 'bout [Verse 3: Chevy Woods] I'm balling' just like John Walk Bitch, call me the wizard! Couple years before, you know a nigga had that wizard White T from the corner store was my shizzurt Breaking angles, cross serve, I know that it hizzurt Fresh from the corner, smell the fiends I was chilling in I was smoking Kush up in the hotels in Michigan What'd you think I came from? Lil niggas pressed for time When you hear G speak, hurry up and press rewind All we do is cash checks, I be in them' Bo Jacks Ten in the rubber band, no less, I need 90 back Mind of an old nigga, tell the ' is fully you With your point guard ass, you ain't never try to shoot! Niggas saying won't you just play something that I'm nice Pussy niggas, what's your bet? nigga, I don't need the price I keep it Pittsburgh nigga, but it's weekend Chip said it got it popping, quit traffic to Cleveland [Outro:] Light my air, light my air mags up before you (repeats) Light my air mags up before you drop the casket Light my air, light my air mags up before you (repeats)