Ay, I got a 45 kitted And you rarely see me grab my dick without grabbing it with it If you want, I can tag ya it And you can tell ya fam 'cause let ya whole family feel it
punks, blood pump, fags and sissies Hoppin' in and out of bed with And around and say ya pimpin' Man ya trippin', ask ya But she heard, ya listenin' to the man and griffin
I don't talk, I'm action really And I need a glass of Remy to cock back and blast the semi Man in me, I'm tellin' ya, thuggin' in my bone Get me wrong, put one off in ya dome nigga
No talkin', no fussin', no flossin', we shootin' to Ya momma, ya daddy, ya aunts and ya and children Boyz N Da Hood in the cutty, keep the pump in the Ya want it, nothin', whatever, we got it to give
No talkin', no fussin', no flossin', we to kill Ya momma, ya daddy, ya aunts and ya uncle and Boyz N Da Hood in the cutty, keep the pump in the Ya want it, it's nothin', whatever, we got it to
I'm in the gutta my nigga, life don't mean shit to me I'm broke and my daughter cryin', and I'm lyin' to the I see no hope in my future, abandoned by them killing me Boy I swear, since my died, I don't know what got into me
I've been of suicide, no Nyquil to go to sleep No dough just to me up and be forcing myself to eat Most my niggaz don't live right, my life from the get go better try to get their mind right, plus my nine bout to let go
We in the middle of the limelight, I'm to ride to the liquor store We on the or that good weed, talk and I'll wind that trigga boom I might ride through the hot spot, police chillin' in plain clothes I might pull up in the hot bar, no talks back that in lame hoes
No talkin', no fussin', no flossin', we shootin' to Ya momma, ya daddy, ya aunts and ya uncle and Boyz N Da Hood in the cutty, the pump in the buildin' Ya it, it's nothin', whatever, we got it to give
No talkin', no fussin', no flossin', we shootin' to Ya momma, ya daddy, ya and ya uncle and children Boyz N Da in the cutty, keep the pump in the buildin' Ya it, it's nothin', whatever, we got it to give
Yo, posted up in cul-de-sacs, with plastic gats and fifty Niggaz they drastic acts, twenty stacks will get ya whacked I ya with that steel, cut ya off like daffodils Hit ya with the button, leave ya drowsy like Benadryl
Casting gears been in the field, Ola bear share tears Saw her baby boy get killed, sho boy hella trill it G for all to see, but all don't keep it G like me All see shit how I see, couldn't be in the spots I be
Everybody know Big Dukey known to act a fucking Keep a dumped off in the trunk, that's why it's smelling funky MTV, don't try to 'Punk' me, leave that cracker lumpy Fuckin' hoes and bustin' so long, they call me Humpty Dumpty
No talkin', no fussin', no flossin', we shootin' to Ya momma, ya daddy, ya and ya uncle and children Boyz N Da in the cutty, keep the pump in the buildin' Ya want it, it's nothin', whatever, we got it to
No talkin', no fussin', no flossin', we shootin' to Ya momma, ya daddy, ya and ya uncle and children N Da Hood in the cutty, keep the pump in the buildin' Ya want it, nothin', whatever, we got it to give
Ay, close ya eyes, let me ya there Got a prison sentence off in my underwear 62 grams nigga, servin' deuces Young nigga riding Magnum, dub deuces
Mind on my money, money on my Snitch call me up, exit's on the For the love of these exotic We'll risk it all, time behind bars
My is yo nightmare And this is my life, it's no I slept in two weeks, shit I'm paranoid They my patna up, the alphabet board
No talkin', no fussin', no flossin', we shootin' to Ya momma, ya daddy, ya aunts and ya uncle and Boyz N Da Hood in the cutty, the pump in the buildin' Ya want it, it's nothin', whatever, we got it to
No talkin', no fussin', no flossin', we to kill Ya momma, ya daddy, ya aunts and ya uncle and Boyz N Da Hood in the cutty, keep the in the buildin' Ya want it, it's nothin', whatever, we got it to