Y'all niggas ease up Cause I ain't for the sucka figure out who you're fuckin' with down, G's up Don't get me on my other then we get to shootin' and cuttin' shit Y'all niggas ease up I ain't for the sucka shit Better figure out who you're fuckin' down, G's up Don't get me on my other Cause then we get to shootin' and shit
done been caught slippin', had to take the bullets out myself Bite down on bandana and hold my breath killed me, a couple more inches to the left And I'd be out of here, finally get my chance to see Meanwhile I'm up on Popular Hill Gettin' head in the VA, they got your on the film I got to bust a couple heads my nigga Soulja Slim Talked to C-Murder, he to come home from the pen
And when he come home, I might be the one that's in Just hit your block last week, this I'm goin' again You know who you fuckin' with, I'm the one they come and get You know what you gonna get, I know which gun to get You ain't ever nothin', got shot at back, pull the stock back, gave his waves a stockin' cap I'm 'bout that, I'm gettin' the right now I where Buck hide 'em at
Y'all niggas ease up Cause I ain't for the sucka Better figure out who you're fuckin' down, G's up Don't get me on my other Cause then we get to and cuttin' shit niggas better ease up Cause I ain't for the sucka Better out who you're fuckin' with down, G's up Don't get me on my other Cause we get to shootin' and cuttin' shit
I've been with the bullshit, niggas sayin' I'm Did peoples with my car door, them niggas hittin' me say they aired me out, boy you hit the stop signs Said you tried to take my head off, you better lyin' I a nigga's work, murk, all I do is diss All I, all I do is diss, all you, all you do is I'm my town, boy I'm what wanna talk about I show a country nigga quick what New York slicker, slick nigga talkin' slick shit The slick kinda nigga niggas better stick If tryna eat, out there on the street Pop shit, pop a nigga, watch a nigga
niggas better ease up Cause I ain't for the shit Better out who you're fuckin' with down, G's up Don't get me on my shit Cause then we get to shootin' and cuttin' Y'all niggas better up Cause I for the sucka shit Better figure out who fuckin' with down, G's up Don't get me on my other Cause then we get to and cuttin' shit
Chuck vs. Bruce Lee, in the kitchen chop a key Money comin' in, no time for sleep look like a twig, one hand on a cig for the pigs, yah dig So claim to fame is puttin' work in I'm on the Cayman Islands gettin' brains a surgeon In pursuits, and nothin' but the fuckin' door If ribs touchin', kick your fuckin door
Fuck outta here all that money shit, ya' scrambling still Foot 'em, let the build, 357 cannonfield Realest on the planet, still, steal a nigga just Miller country club yo he don't mean it, yes he does Bimmer hefty drugs, I hope you niggas rest in pain Peel 'em off a rind of piss, my feelings since I was 6 I steal a corner, rocky I hear boring, I'm convinced I was born to double dead
niggas better ease up Cause I for the sucka shit Better figure out who you're with down, G's up Don't get me on my shit Cause then we get to and cuttin' shit Y'all better ease up Cause I ain't for the shit Better out who you're fuckin' with down, G's up Don't get me on my other then we get to shootin' and cuttin' shit Y'all better ease up