Now don't you run away from my You dodge 17 muthafuckin' shots somebody pass me a clip and a trigger Walk across the pistol whip a nigga, shit
I'm up at 'em with the 9's the Glocks and Macs And they'll never breathe again like Toni 'Cause I don't see nothing with a little brotha Jack So say, up? To the 187 FAC
head ass muthafuckas wearin' plats Kickin' back a muthafucka slangin' sex Ready to peel a nigga cap if got the nap So if funkin' with the FAC Better to strapped
'Cause we'll be comin' up at your back with the Gat Nigga and you be kinda fucked up When homie dropped, it's simple You can't run from my Glock
runaway From my no place to hide I'm get you by and by
runaway From my no place to hide I'm get you by and by
Spiggedy one kickin' dat ass with lay back shit The trigga happy nigga, I Niggas won't wanna to me If they know I'll be bustin'
I roll straps niggas naps 'Cause I don't be around When it to bustin' that steel I'm too real, niggas me
When I this gangsta ass shit that you never heard But fuck what heard I smokes like Herb Put your ass on ice
So nigga don't be 2 to beg For your life 'Cause Nine Kelly I'ma make 'em Make 'em drop, You run away from my Glock
Doncha From my There's no place to I'm get you by and by
Doncha my Nine There's no place to I'm get you by and by
like the Lench Mobb swingin' on the vine Bailin' out peace to my muthafuckin' Pullin' my cap back ready to serve ass Givin' a fuck about the next nigga done up in the past
Nigga, I like to let a have a bloody body think I'm bad, no box and no karate Just a big fat Gat for suckas I scared to you muthafuckas
Shit, and that's how it be Rollin' with my muthafuckin' strap on the of me So don't come at me that shit you gon gaffle me up
I cock cranium like the muthafuckin' [incomprehensible], nigga So keep your on your pistol grip whistlin' and shit Feel like a fuckin' missle when hit
And I you to stay on the lurk 'Cause if you funkin' my niggas You gon put in some work,
runaway From my There's no place to I'm get you by and by
runaway From my There's no to hide I'm get you by and by
Yeah, You knew you couldn't wit this G you wanna step to me Fault, hoe, ha, ha Spiggedy one whippin' on ass Ant Banks in the muthafuckin'
My nigga, My nigga knocked out muthafucka drunk and This nigga lay down the muthafuckin' studio in tha muthafucka
You know what I'm But you know one Everybody in muthafucka's strapped
You know what I'm And nobody comin' up So don't try to run from my Glock Can't dodge 17 shots 187 G