Gripped Up
I'm riding through your block
I got the call, I got the drop
I got the address to your spot
Swear to god you getting shot
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
Boom, boom, boom!
Somebody pull the truck up
I swear to god I'ma kill a mothafucker
Bitch you a pussy, you a sucker
If you ain't about that life then shut the fuck up
told my job, Imma make right, told myself
We gon' catch 'em at the light
What's up fool, in the headlines lotsa light
Gun on me, I'm Mike, gun on him, i'm hype
I'mma keep it real simple, bullet went through his temple
I was hanging out the window, yeah I had an extendo
Still got a full clip and I let about 10 go (yeah)
that his pets or kin though (yeah)
I'm really with the shit no
Your bitch bro call me big bro
Pussy nigga better get low cause
I'm riding through your block
I got the call, I got the drop
I got the address to your spot
Swear to god you getting shot
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
Boom, boom, boom!
Where you from? Throw your city up
I'm a bad boy, call Diddy up
Cause we about to fuck the city up
Couple bands on me and a semi tucked
Like Pac, I'ma hit 'em up
It's a robbery nigga, give it up
Niggas know how I give it up
Wanna find him, better dig him up
Niggas know we the in and out
If you play with my gang
We don't play we gon' bang
The AK's gon' bang
Talking shit 'til we find out
Y'all niggas wanna hide out
Know a nigga gon' ride out
First off is your mom house
It's your fault, don't cry now
Pray that shit gon' die down
But niggas know where you live
If we don't we gon' find out
I'm riding through your block
I got the call, I got the drop
I got the address to your spot
Swear to god you getting shot
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
Boom, boom, boom!
I got the call, I got the drop
I got the address to your spot
Swear to god you getting shot
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
Boom, boom, boom!
Somebody pull the truck up
I swear to god I'ma kill a mothafucker
Bitch you a pussy, you a sucker
If you ain't about that life then shut the fuck up
told my job, Imma make right, told myself
We gon' catch 'em at the light
What's up fool, in the headlines lotsa light
Gun on me, I'm Mike, gun on him, i'm hype
I'mma keep it real simple, bullet went through his temple
I was hanging out the window, yeah I had an extendo
Still got a full clip and I let about 10 go (yeah)
that his pets or kin though (yeah)
I'm really with the shit no
Your bitch bro call me big bro
Pussy nigga better get low cause
I'm riding through your block
I got the call, I got the drop
I got the address to your spot
Swear to god you getting shot
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
Boom, boom, boom!
Where you from? Throw your city up
I'm a bad boy, call Diddy up
Cause we about to fuck the city up
Couple bands on me and a semi tucked
Like Pac, I'ma hit 'em up
It's a robbery nigga, give it up
Niggas know how I give it up
Wanna find him, better dig him up
Niggas know we the in and out
If you play with my gang
We don't play we gon' bang
The AK's gon' bang
Talking shit 'til we find out
Y'all niggas wanna hide out
Know a nigga gon' ride out
First off is your mom house
It's your fault, don't cry now
Pray that shit gon' die down
But niggas know where you live
If we don't we gon' find out
I'm riding through your block
I got the call, I got the drop
I got the address to your spot
Swear to god you getting shot
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
I'm gripped up!
Nigga I stay with this, nigga don't play with this
Boom, boom, boom!
Credits
Writer(s): 0, Andre Christopher Lyon, Ted Kay, Tierra Douglas, Don Taylor, Caswell Senior, Khalil Mattis, Rafael Cameron
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