Bang
(Gang... these niggas already know how we fucking rocking
Still ganging an mobbing)
Im tryna shoot this bitch till i knock his heart out
Two titties on this bitch so more than likely i wont run out
I dont want no evidence so stop the car an let me hop out
Finna get this nigga ass he tryna run but he get hawked down
City got me mad im finna spazz let me zip something (Yea)
Halo tips and 223's tryna rip something (Yea)
Talking out your mouth haha we gonna flip him (Yea)
I dont wanna spare nothing so fuck him bitch i want him dead
Bitch its me an Jaq you niggas know how we stepping
Hop out the car you tried to run i swear to god im gonna catch him
On bro this drako gonna bless him
Just like a pool we gonna wet him
Ask what i did to his dawg you can tell him i said it
Stepping on niggas i swear to god i want the smoke
Boy you inhaling cancer now watch your stupid ass choke
And all my brothers behind me i swear to god they on go
Murder one for a hobby i fucked around and up'd the score
But nigga we done dropped shit the opps dead and gone
You aint never popped shit... bitch you dead wrong
Make your heart stop bitch we gonna get him gone
Told that bitch im heartless so he cant live long
He jumped off in that water bitch now that's the kill zone
Always been solid about them bodies im screaming redrum
Chopper bullets flying niggas dying we done hit his dome
We ditched the sticks we shot him with now im heading home
You aint never hopped on a nigga hawk him down and face somthing
You aint pull a Jdot hop out with that fucking K drum
Im serving blow we got aa im finna Raloway something
Cant get him we get his bitch im finna blow her lace front
(Haha you know its restup Jay its Raloway
Aint nobody safe mama's gonna cry today
Jdot hop out with that K
While Jaq clear the scene and baby J do the race)
Still ganging an mobbing)
Im tryna shoot this bitch till i knock his heart out
Two titties on this bitch so more than likely i wont run out
I dont want no evidence so stop the car an let me hop out
Finna get this nigga ass he tryna run but he get hawked down
City got me mad im finna spazz let me zip something (Yea)
Halo tips and 223's tryna rip something (Yea)
Talking out your mouth haha we gonna flip him (Yea)
I dont wanna spare nothing so fuck him bitch i want him dead
Bitch its me an Jaq you niggas know how we stepping
Hop out the car you tried to run i swear to god im gonna catch him
On bro this drako gonna bless him
Just like a pool we gonna wet him
Ask what i did to his dawg you can tell him i said it
Stepping on niggas i swear to god i want the smoke
Boy you inhaling cancer now watch your stupid ass choke
And all my brothers behind me i swear to god they on go
Murder one for a hobby i fucked around and up'd the score
But nigga we done dropped shit the opps dead and gone
You aint never popped shit... bitch you dead wrong
Make your heart stop bitch we gonna get him gone
Told that bitch im heartless so he cant live long
He jumped off in that water bitch now that's the kill zone
Always been solid about them bodies im screaming redrum
Chopper bullets flying niggas dying we done hit his dome
We ditched the sticks we shot him with now im heading home
You aint never hopped on a nigga hawk him down and face somthing
You aint pull a Jdot hop out with that fucking K drum
Im serving blow we got aa im finna Raloway something
Cant get him we get his bitch im finna blow her lace front
(Haha you know its restup Jay its Raloway
Aint nobody safe mama's gonna cry today
Jdot hop out with that K
While Jaq clear the scene and baby J do the race)
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Writer(s): Jacourey Rivers
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