he's filllthy ....
All my niggas we twist sacks and bag grams //
We pitch crack and get stacks like sand man//
No chit chat just click clack and blam blam//
Grip that 44 kick back like Van Damm//
And I’m sending snow bunnies for large mail//
Calling shot like Bill Parcel and Art Shell//
We thug lords with drugstores like Bartell’s//
Bringing money in like a Columbian cartel//
I’m born for mackin whores adapt to a pimps tongue//
We keep the corner crackin quarterbacking like Vince Young//
Im on that brother Lynch hung shit when I’m riding past//
We streatch thugs and let em catch slugz when the 9 blast//
In my hood they’ll eith rob or kill ya//
I’m the jive double quad live familia Ya Ya!//
The benz is black the Dodge is silver//
We dismantle clique’s and handle brick’s like Bob the Builder//
-Seattle's C4
maybe that was a different C4 lol check him out....
http://www.myspace.com/thareasonc4