Uninvited (feat. The Looie Crew)

Thirty-one double-o-seven
 Was the code I got hit wit
 I guess it's time to go and do
 That Looie shit
 Stopped at the spot and then
 Hit the sto
 Because the gin and ice got me
 Perkin in the studio
 When I hit the spot tops drop
 Glocks cocked
 I hope it ain't no funk cause the
 Looies on the block
 Hope you're giving up love
 Or giving up dap
 The homie from the looies is
 Quick to pull your cap
 Thirty-one double-o-seven
 Was the code I got hit wit
 I guess it's time to go and do
 Some more Looie shit
 Gotta hit the store and get me
 A vega
 Cause you know when a Looie
 Smoke, a Looie smoke major
 We push in doors, snatch C-U
 Drawers
 Took over stores and mack
 Punk trick whores
 My looies done paged and
 I'm smashin
 Blowin big bomb in a fashion
 We be doing this shit with a
 Passion
 And your bitch blew me off for
 Straight mackin
 Now what you gone do when I
 Hit that C-U
 Give up the money or get Big
 Bar after you
 Ric ain't for play the Glock is
 Gone spit
 And chop a nigga like a trick
 Crest side nigga on the real-a
 All about my scrilla
 Dope rhyme sayer out the town
 And imma peel ya
 So don't test the thirty-one
 Double -o-seven vet
 Wreck the playa haters off they
 Set
 Back em up cause ain't nathan
 But that C- side
 And we ride deep playa
 Hatas run and hide
 It's high performance when we
 Slide
 You might catch me in that fifty
 Drive
 Crest side nigga in this game it
 Won't stop
 Back em up cause niggas
 Know we hiccup
 Them fifty-calibre eagles
 Dumping out the regal
 It's Rico you know Nathan nice