This is a song about "Party with my crew"

When i'm through, with your crew/

He ain't give a fuck about you

Then i gotta say peace to you

Do me a favor and come with your crew

Come with ya gas you’ll leave with a dead crew,

I bet that mirror gon show you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

If your man can't keep up wit you

Thats the lifestyle me and my crew

When i get to warwick avenue

Stay positive and hang with the crew

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

Just take control if you can

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

If you come up and hang with my crew, you're walkin' 'round killers,