Can You Hang?

featuring Ager Man of 3X Krazy & Killa Tay

*(Ager Man talking)*

Sacramento loc all the way to Fresno nigga

It's Ager Man Lunasicc an Killa Tay

Top dolla bitch. We get paid hoe

Verse 1 *(Lunasicc)*

Uh prepare to bow down when I hit yo shit danger

multipule rounds when the caliber spit

like my folks BO I mash on tracks to get the paper

money by the ton stack the loot as high as a skyscraper

I'm makin moves, doin you fools wit the tech

when it all goes down these AWOL niggaz get respect

yo threats don't mean shit everythangs on a bitch

twins on a BM-dub O, AMG chrome kit

I rush up in yo face, no doubt I bring the pain

unstoppable when I drop my load get smacked like a run away train

I do kick it wit real niggaz from Sac-Town, thought you knew

like my folks Yuk, I blast on fools so I

dish the body smash off wit my posse bangin the curb

young phsyco wit the ghetto bible I'm bringin the word

Sicc, Tay, an Ager Man out to do big thangs

top dollaz y'all, now mutha fucka can you hang??!!

Chorus *(Lunasicc)* x2

Top dollaz, nigga can you hang wit my team??

we got the plug, on everythang that you need

money, cars, drugs, hoes, (each is repeated)

label me a drug deala fo skrill that's the way it goes

Verse 2 *(Ager Man)*

I got yo punk ass yellin.... AHHH!!

wit a phat ass strap in yo mouth, the gat in yo mouth

got you swallowin crack in yo mouth

pistol whippin to knock yo punk ass out

an go fo tha scratch in yo house

that's why I never keeps stacks in my house

back at that ass point blank range

none of you mutha fuckin bitches wanna cross this game

I hear you bumpin