Short Time
Stupid ass Nigga playing all them f games
Ima chop yo ass down with them Motherfuking thangs
30 shot black 9, call that b Flatline, hanging on my waistline, call that shit sag time
Before a Nigga take mine, imma lay your ass down
Put a hold on your life line make it Feel like you got flat time
I mean every word b, play and you get serve b
Body on the curved bI don't Think you heard b
Dem Boyz talkin a lot of something but them boys ain't walking nothing
Catch you down Bad with that cutter, Even if you with your mother
It's real in that Southside, leave your f mouth wide, inside outside all day all night
Yeah I'm putting Crowley on the map so respected
You might as well leave that s Alone ain't no check in it
Dumb s dumb way whatever you want call it, named a n hard, I bet I can go harder
If you want it you can get it my nigga at all times
I'll bust your f head in traffic Respect my mind
That pussy ass s you talkin that s is lies
I don't give a f bout a n saying he gon Ride
If you want it you can get it my nigga at all times
I'll bust your f head in traffic Respect my mind
Catch you on that wrong line, black 9
Flatline, cut your f Lifeline, call that b short Time
I'm a cool Nigga I ain't with all that b, but I'll knock your ass off with a full clip
You can't be me Nigga I'm one of a kind, the difference between me and you is I'ma cross That line
Short time is what you get when you f with me
Ship you to that upper room Permanently
I don't do no beef s cause I don't get no sleep b
All I know is creep until I knock You off your feet quick
Yeah I'm about my business, ya better guard your issue
Don't make me have to fix you, Cause imma come and get You
It go down in that first round, hit cha bout 10 times
Sit ya stupid ass down, you know How we get down
Catch me up in traffic, I'm uppin automatics
I'm talking about that type of s that I stop All that static
Let you b have it like cornbread and cabbage
Shots ring out them scary Niggas Scatter
If you want it you can get it my nigga at all times
I'll bust your f head in traffic Respect my mind
That pussy ass s you talkin that s is lies
I don't give a f bout a n saying he gon Ride
If you want it you can get it my nigga at all times
I'll bust your f head in traffic Respect my mind
Catch you on that wrong line, black 9
Flatline, cut your f Lifeline, call that b short Time
B ya better act right, put that b in yo life
And we ain't going toe to toe I don't do no Toe fights
I go hard in the lane, I'ma dog in the lane, don't ask your homeboy cause he a fraud and a Lame
My little cousin he's smashing s, y'all n can't f with this
The only thing gon Happen my n is, you Gon meet that clip
30 shot extension bitch a shut down your industry, ship you to Infinity
I don't think Ya Feeling me
That Choppa aint gon back down that Chopper aint gon back down
The last time I Checked, that b gon lay Your ass down
Pull up in Yo Hood instantly like what's up round
Make the wrong moves make the news You get Buck down
And I don't give a f bout how you feel bout how my s sound
Know one thing niggas Jamming it in yo town
You n Ain't No Competition so you need to back down
The s I spit nigga a make Your favorite rapper tap Out
If you want it you can get it my nigga at all times
I'll bust your f head in traffic
Respect my mind
That pussy ass s you talkin that s is lies
I don't give a f bout a n saying he gon Ride
If you want it you can get it my nigga at all times
I'll bust your f head in traffic
Respect my mind
Catch you on that wrong line, black 9
Flatline, cut your f Lifeline, call that b short Time
Ima chop yo ass down with them Motherfuking thangs
30 shot black 9, call that b Flatline, hanging on my waistline, call that shit sag time
Before a Nigga take mine, imma lay your ass down
Put a hold on your life line make it Feel like you got flat time
I mean every word b, play and you get serve b
Body on the curved bI don't Think you heard b
Dem Boyz talkin a lot of something but them boys ain't walking nothing
Catch you down Bad with that cutter, Even if you with your mother
It's real in that Southside, leave your f mouth wide, inside outside all day all night
Yeah I'm putting Crowley on the map so respected
You might as well leave that s Alone ain't no check in it
Dumb s dumb way whatever you want call it, named a n hard, I bet I can go harder
If you want it you can get it my nigga at all times
I'll bust your f head in traffic Respect my mind
That pussy ass s you talkin that s is lies
I don't give a f bout a n saying he gon Ride
If you want it you can get it my nigga at all times
I'll bust your f head in traffic Respect my mind
Catch you on that wrong line, black 9
Flatline, cut your f Lifeline, call that b short Time
I'm a cool Nigga I ain't with all that b, but I'll knock your ass off with a full clip
You can't be me Nigga I'm one of a kind, the difference between me and you is I'ma cross That line
Short time is what you get when you f with me
Ship you to that upper room Permanently
I don't do no beef s cause I don't get no sleep b
All I know is creep until I knock You off your feet quick
Yeah I'm about my business, ya better guard your issue
Don't make me have to fix you, Cause imma come and get You
It go down in that first round, hit cha bout 10 times
Sit ya stupid ass down, you know How we get down
Catch me up in traffic, I'm uppin automatics
I'm talking about that type of s that I stop All that static
Let you b have it like cornbread and cabbage
Shots ring out them scary Niggas Scatter
If you want it you can get it my nigga at all times
I'll bust your f head in traffic Respect my mind
That pussy ass s you talkin that s is lies
I don't give a f bout a n saying he gon Ride
If you want it you can get it my nigga at all times
I'll bust your f head in traffic Respect my mind
Catch you on that wrong line, black 9
Flatline, cut your f Lifeline, call that b short Time
B ya better act right, put that b in yo life
And we ain't going toe to toe I don't do no Toe fights
I go hard in the lane, I'ma dog in the lane, don't ask your homeboy cause he a fraud and a Lame
My little cousin he's smashing s, y'all n can't f with this
The only thing gon Happen my n is, you Gon meet that clip
30 shot extension bitch a shut down your industry, ship you to Infinity
I don't think Ya Feeling me
That Choppa aint gon back down that Chopper aint gon back down
The last time I Checked, that b gon lay Your ass down
Pull up in Yo Hood instantly like what's up round
Make the wrong moves make the news You get Buck down
And I don't give a f bout how you feel bout how my s sound
Know one thing niggas Jamming it in yo town
You n Ain't No Competition so you need to back down
The s I spit nigga a make Your favorite rapper tap Out
If you want it you can get it my nigga at all times
I'll bust your f head in traffic
Respect my mind
That pussy ass s you talkin that s is lies
I don't give a f bout a n saying he gon Ride
If you want it you can get it my nigga at all times
I'll bust your f head in traffic
Respect my mind
Catch you on that wrong line, black 9
Flatline, cut your f Lifeline, call that b short Time
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Writer(s): Paul Leben
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