..is never going to profit from drug deals on the streets of Indianapolis again
A judge sentenced him this morning to life in prison with no chance of parole
Earlier this year, (on game) you probably remember, a federal jury found
(on game) members of the so-called crew guilty of several drug charges
The U.S. Attorney for the Southern District says
Nix
Uh, What do you know about it?
I was busy coming up, while the rest of y'all just doubted
We keep it simple, you keep it a hundred, I keep it a thousand
So count it, we moved up from the grams to them ounces
From ounces to pounds, trees cover our houses, birds overhead
Man, it looks like they found us, hid the rest of the shit
In the ceiling and the couches, was ready to get lit, but the house got surrounded
But I never surrender, I hardly remember
We wait a second till they break in and enter
Me and my, me and my dogs, we looking like a litter
Shit about to get lit, but we about to get litter
I raised up like Simba, aimed for your members, rip like a memory
I'ma hit hard like Kimbo, and you hit hard like Kimberly
Laughing and you're killing me, leave you like a Kennedy, are you kidding me?
It's on game
It's on game
It's on game
Yeah, on game
Yeah
Came with a gang of demons and
The same way we came in, the same we leaving
We eating, we feasting, (keep it a G!)
I'm your MC this evening, come on
On game
On game
On game
On game
It's on game
On game