Now when I pull out that You know I'm a do You's a dead Or when I you for dough low Without your crew You be walkin' the whole hood naked 12 behind your ear mere mortal life I'll take it And you that, I will
All my niggas is rude, all my shoot Every with emotion, all the generals will proof we get at this paper, back smack these fools Do whatever for the cheddar even clap dude I'm even yellin', no tellin', what my niggas'll do When we start movin' ill that's when you know it cool It ain't man, this nigga watchin' my slang That's he wanted to hang That's when he to my gang
But we don't with no badges, unless they takin' the blame Of a 20 corpse massacre and never sayin' my Blastin' you, never doin' a I never heard nothin', seen Anyway, my [Incomprehensible] Will wet you, hit you, you Throw the cops off, that nigga Wiz is a I don't you, hit 'em up with A K's Bet you never come back, I get you, nigga
Now when I pull out thang You what I'm a do You's a dead Or when I you for dough low your whole crew You be walkin' through the whole hood 12 Gauge behind ear Your mere mortal life take it And you that, I will
you see me standin', I make it like my block Your wanna call the cops my fo-five blocked I put you in the hospital, you me poppin' you Standin' over top of you, survival's A miracle, my bullets be you Blood out bubble bullshit, your condition be critical I'm invisible bangin' with my My SK with the scope, hit you long
And I you don't wanna die I can see it in your eyes, that life is a lie I'm a mastermind, always on the From Alabama to Atlanta them pies My homie's time, comin' home spittin' rhymes I get a a nine and a handful of dimes Henny no chaser, a dutch, not paper Lets get money now nigga, never later
Now I pull out that thang You what I'm a do You's a mothafucka Or when I you for dough low Without whole crew You be walkin' through the whole naked 12 Gauge your ear Your mere life I take it And you that, I will
Now how we do with They get the street death penalty 3 in tha head, tha muthafuckin' remedy Nigga told on the whole family, son we gon get him Bullets is gon hit him, I don't care who him So we jump in the V, now we for his crib Circle where he live, yo, look! it is up the steps to the bitch who snitched on my partner Ay yo, yo, on the door son his father!
Lettin' off some low shots, bullets barkin' and We killin' anybody in the On the getaway, gun's out to the cars I think that nigga popped a little too far Ay yo, wiz, there a witness! Jungle handle your business, I'ma pull up with the car with the a courtcase, I shot him in the face And if the cops come, none of bullets goin' to waste
Now when I pull out that You what I'm a do You's a mothafucka Or when I catch you for low Without whole crew You be walkin' through the whole hood 12 behind your ear mere mortal life I take it And you know that, I