This is a song about "The mandem"

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Where the fuck the chorus

So let 'em chase love

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

Its cold as shit in this booth

Saw the bombs on the news

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

The water from the past is the same water in the present

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga