Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba You pussy niggas feelin to make me kill one a ya'll Aint a damn thing changed, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt Better tell em I aint playin Cuz its all fun and games Until somebody get hurt Aint a damn thing changed, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt Run up on the way hang and bang Cuz its all fun and games Until somebody get hurt You feelin to get hurt, murked, Put em in the dirt, boy you better catch me first A lot a pussy niggas talk like brawl, runnin they mouth That is till I run in they house, put the gun up in they mouth Tell a nigga talk shit now, and then you know the gun go BLAO I aint scared of the law, naw Ima bout to go to war, what it is nigga, win lose or draw I never get caught murkin yall, cuz it aint wat you do The question is who saw? Im way too raw Catch me any day you want, You can think im a player if you want But that fact still remains that if I got an AK and you don't Well then playa you gone Don't get me wrong cuz some niggas wana kill me too (but where they at?) But it aint bout shit, cuz its very well known where im at You can catch me in the booth right now if it really like that Naw nigga let me ho get, I mean the whole shit The 44 spit, they holla “oh shit”, you protectin her, then you both hit You better check your gut cuz you be so sick Let the chopper leave you wit no dick, Or a plastic bag holdin your shit Leave six in you, a couple more in the bitch And I don't miss, cuz im focused A lot of niggas might talk loud, act real But they don't really want this here Pussy niggas better act right, lay low We know where ya family live Trust me you don't want me up in yo crib Wit a ski mask o,n duct tapin ya kids You can pray all you want but I don't forgive You shoulda been doin that before you did what you did I aint gotta spell it out, pimp you know what it is Unless incase you are real, you know what it is Plus I got a hundred goons wit me dressed in black 50 at the front door, 50 at the back Half got Ks half got Macs Bring em out bring em out show me where they at We can do em right here or we can catch em in the trap Run up on this nigga put a hole in his hat His brains on the dash and his thoughts in his lap Dump 50 more in em and tell em to hold that Lights out, no austa miata, asta la vista, sia nara E too, no tomorrow, no remorse, and no sorrow And the next one of yall niggas try me like that I swear to god im really gon snap Right now Ima give ya somethin thatll make a nigga beg please When the bullet blows by make you feel a little breeze Drop to ya knees, see the big barrel of the chrome fifth rubber grip handle for the squeeze I keep a couple of those for the niggas who talk shit when I go to Jacob and I cop that ring If you tryin to see me ima cock that thing, ima pop that thing, shots gon sting, really? The nigga by this other truck with me, and, for most of the other niggas stuck with me Ill tell you something, if you really were smart and you knew better people would probably tell you don't f**k wit me (Front) if you want motherf**ker you can catch it Smile on my face even though I got a ratchet Pop off, police pull me over, belief I gotta compartment if I gotta stash it Must I just remind yall niggas when I come through knowin ima find yall niggas Take two, break two, bust so many shots, gunpowder probably blind yall niggas Ok, See you don't really wanna feel a Mossberg blow Clap up a nigga then I cap up a nigga, when I finish it'll turn into a observe show Look, listen, and you better observe yo Shitll probably twist you up just a little And have your body leanin like a quarter past fo Stay down, better lay down, checkin for a nigga comin n put ya body in the dirt I don't play bitch, you really need to go the other way even though I got it under my shirt
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