[Lyric] Trilla In. Dopedout Lino Exit. (Dopedout Lino)

You wanna talk about gats in your raps
Ill run laps around your ass
Big boys to big shit. Of course its stacking stacks
Where I'm from 5-0 gots it bad
Busting caps from the back
Got love for D.C shout out to L.A
Quick to bust everyday
Chi-city We don't play
I was raised to put niggas in the grave
In Melrose you'll survival if you're brave
The power I gave
Is known to maintain these mothafuckas in they place
Well if you know me then you know
I'm a drop top homie. Hitting switches sipping forties
Keep it old school never phony
They need a lyrical nigga since L isn't rollin
The championship I'm holding
They Necks! Is what I'm folding
"Keep it real" that's what my mother told me
Well you can call me worldwide Lino
Cuss I'm never home
I'm mostly out the block gripping my chrome
Off of my throne
I made this song so Amy record label can put me on
Shout out to anybody watching this. Time to get stoned