Drum Dummie Aye, aye, alright Aye, watch that lil´ boy over there Aye, there go ghost Damn, hold up
Oh yeah, yeah, what up?
All black up in this truck, we got 400 shots A lot of smoke up in the air, bitch, we create the opps I caught him slippin´ with that ho, I don´t know what he thought I lie his body on the scene, I made him draw that chalk In the backseat, you gon´ have to shoot shit to get the gump out the house Pistol on my head questioning me, but I don´t know what it´s about Bitch, don´t ask me about them niggas, I don´t fuck with them boys That nigga snitchin´ can´t hear him Crazy K call a lawyer I´m steady rollin´ off the shit I take advantage though
Fuck this society droppin´ bodies, I´m a menace ho We milly rockin´ in this bitch, well, we get plenty pole They just now found that nigga body, he died a month ago They done look me in my eyes and it´s a devil inside Bitch, I´m corona, only reason why they don´t come outside I´m screaming, "Fuck that hoe," bitch, you the reason this happened Your mama cryin´ bout something, I´m the reason she happy I´m tryna eliminate these hoes so I can roll in peace I´m tryna hide from the camera, they steady noticed me
I put that pistol on his face, he dropped down to his knees Just seen the look up in his eyes when he realized it was me They killed my brother, I´m at his funeral I´m screamin´, "Fuck the peace" I´m out my body, bitch, I´m cranky, I ain´t get no proper sleep This freaky bitch, she callin´ my phone, she think a nigga sweet Like I ain´t see her with the opps just the other week Oh bitch you tweakin´ with them niggas, you gon´ die with them boys He actin´ gangsta in front of you, that´s bout them other lil´ boys He get the chances to see 18, that nigga died a lil´ boy
Them choppa rangin´ on the block, ATK bring that noise They ain´t got shit, they said they car was a Ford Explorer No, they can´t solve the murder case, I guess it was what it was
All that shit them niggas talkin´ like them niggas been slide Them niggas ain´t drop no bodies, nigga, stop playin´ Like we ain´t get that game, fuck nigga All that shit all that shit talkin´ like you like that, fuck nigga I been slangin´ that iron since I was- yeah, okay You gon´ make me mad again, fuck that
I´m about to go back in, choppa that be spittin´ till it broke his skin
Runnin´ up on my killer then he drive-by, I guess he lost wind Sacrafice my soul, man, they screamin´ that I killed my friend Fucks would I do that when we had just hit for them Benjamins? Roll down on myself, seem like that I can´t ever win Fuck that dead nigga, put his soul up to an end
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