Uh, yeah
All my BK niggas, uh
All my niggas on the corner
Pull your macks out
All my jail niggas, maxed out
B.I.G. niggas
Forever, nigga
What, yo, yo, yo
Nigga what, uh, my gun busts like phone numbers 
Seven shots, tear the roof off you gold Hummer 
My shit drop, its gon do movie numbers
Blow Fish, Im gonna be hotter than the summer
I got bread now, niggas wonder 
Who Im writing for, who this nigga, faggot promoter?
Im just smarter, I play my game like a hand of Poker
Its a million in the stash, bitch, check the sofa 
Its two mil in the closet, on the left of the loafers 
When I come through, niggas P.Y.P. like soldiers 
Im the type that hold dough like Tommy 
Fuck a bitch like then tell her its over 
Kicked her out my chromed out Rover
I squeeze gats outta sonovas, Cease takin over 
From here to North Dakota, speed bump, chrome on the roller
Like bears thats Polo, we come out when its colder
Ey, yo 
Feel the rough 
Scandalous 
The more weed smoke I puff 
The more dangerous 
Yo 
Feel the rough 
Scandalous 
The more weed smoke I puff 
The more dangerous 
Cmon
Feel the rough 
Scandalous 
The more weed smoke I puff 
The more dangerous 
Cmon
Yo, feel the rough 
Scandalous 
The more weed smoke I puff 
The more dangerous 
What, Cris flow ever, nigga, you know what that mean 
Cock and squeeze, dont talk, when I roll in the scene
My man was yappin to this nigga, got caught up in between 
That-a happen to any nigga that go against me 
Do yall want beef or do yall want peace? 
Yall dont really wanna see me take it to the streets 
When we do, nigga, we get deeper than the sea 
Bodies fell, floatin way out in Tennessee 
Cant handle one, so why ask for ten of me? 
And went up by the enemy, leave them a memory
Just like Kennedy, from state-to-state, city-to-city
There where the grimy and gritty once told by Frank Nitty
Whats the dilly? Niggas still frontin Willy
Actin like they ahead o the game
Put the four-point-six in the Range 
Itchy like wearin wool in the rain
And keep it simple nigga, but with me, its just plain
Like Eminems rhymes is rim, DJs keep spinnin them 
If they aint down with the fam
I aint really feelin them 
Especially if they got something to say about Cease and them 
So for now, with the and-one, thats how we greetin them
Ey, yo 
Feel the rough 
Scandalous 
The more weed smoke I puff 
The more dangerous 
Yo 
Feel the rough 
Scandalous 
The more weed smoke I puff 
The more dangerous 
Cmon
Feel the rough 
Scandalous 
The more weed smoke I puff 
The more dangerous 
Cmon
Yo, feel the rough 
Scandalous 
The more weed smoke I puff 
The more dangerous 
I got a lot to gain, these cats playin and its not a game
It is a game but I forgot you playin 
Forgot your name, forgot your claim 
But I remember when the bullets stopped your brain
And like, got your chain
Its plain simple, use your brain tissue 
Or you could remain cripple, wishin they aint hit you 
Not in official, yall niggas counterfeit
Shot about seventeen natural, somethings bound to hit 
Bounded with a team of shakers to see the paper
Then blow like Anita Baker, if you need it, just make it
If you need to wake up, holler
I Kiss the Girls to make them holler, make them bounce
Anything to make a dollar, yall understandin me 
I just do it, I aint the one to plan it
Just hide it under the table, shit, Im underhanded 
Perfected the nine, perfected the line 
Nasty, perfected with lime 
Busted with paper, infected with rhyme
Ey, yo 
Feel the rough 
Scandalous 
The more weed smoke I puff 
The more dangerous 
Yo 
Feel the rough 
Scandalous 
The more weed smoke I puff 
The more dangerous 
Cmon
Feel the rough 
Scandalous 
The more weed smoke I puff 
The more dangerous 
Cmon
Yo, feel the rough 
Scandalous 
The more weed smoke I puff 
The more dangerous 
Yo, yo, feel the rough, nigga
Uh, Flipmode
Uh, Brist, my niggy
Garfield, Big Nash
All my niggas thuggin it
Feel the rough, nigga
Uh, D-Roc
Yeah, are you gon feel this nigga?
Told you, dont stop now