No Written
Yeah
Bitch
Yeah yeah
Yeah
Pop a nigga like a pill
She suckin' and fuckin' wit' skill
My niggas they shoot like a drill
I get on your shit, I get on your ass
Nigga you don't want that
White forces and they look like crack
Black forces I'ma run in yo trap (damn)
Fruity Loops on the Mac
Catch a nigga when he lack
Young nigga and I'm smokin' the Pac
Fuckin' that bitch and I hit from the back
Make a nigga bleed just like a tac
Heard he snitchin' yeah I heard that he rat
Gotta choppa and its big as a bat
Oh shit yeah its big as a bat
Put a nigga on a map
Put a nigga on a, obituary
Have his body in the cemetery
My niggas bangin' red just like Larry
Put a nigga on a shirt
Put a nigga in a box
Put em' on fox
I got the streets on lock
I got the Glock
Nigga you can get popped
Uh ooh
Popped like a cherry
Niggas be switchin' over like a carry
Ooh, get hit wit' the drip, dairy
I'ma get every wish, fairy
Ooh, I gotta couple of people that don't even know what I'm doing
Get to the bag I'm pursuing
Working on FL, but they fruity
Drippin' like faucet
Niggas be cappin' I give em' no caution
Ballin' like Harden
Niggas be trash, garbage
Ooh, smokin' that Pac and I pass it like John Stockton
Yup, niggas know me
I'm undercover, just like a sheet
Young lil' hoe wanna suck on the meat
I'ma make her bend over like lean
Niggas be fake, charades
I do not play no games
Do the dash, ooh chase
Hey wet, drip right on her face
Niggas gas be laced
So I'm bout' to grow my own shit bro
These niggas shit be laced
Catch a nigga and he running wit' pace
Catch a nigga and I shoot wit' the choppa
Shoot wit' the llama
Black nigga in the streets like Obama
Bitch I be blowin' up shit like Osama
Yeah nigga cause I got me a bomb
Young nigga and I'm finna go dumb
Fuck that bitch then the pussy get numb
Young nigga and I put on her tongue
Get the bread nigga you get a crumb
Just like a pigeon
My nigga I don't do dissin'
My nigga I don't do missin'
Up the choppa to your face (bitch)
Bitch I run up in your place
Young nigga and I spray it like mace
Oh shit god damn
Bitch I'm hot need a fan
Bitch I'm hot like a pan
Bitch I'm hot like a pan
Then I make a nigga ran
Choppa make a nigga dance
Chop a nigga wit' a stick I ain't talkin' bout' bands
Young nigga got the bands
Young nigga got the cash
I do the dash
Hop in the whip and I speed like the flash
Young nigga and you know I'm the man
They watching me like TV Demand
Catching money I got the plan
Illegal straps like Taliban
Shoot a nigga right where he stand (yeah)
Bitch
Yeah yeah
Yeah
Pop a nigga like a pill
She suckin' and fuckin' wit' skill
My niggas they shoot like a drill
I get on your shit, I get on your ass
Nigga you don't want that
White forces and they look like crack
Black forces I'ma run in yo trap (damn)
Fruity Loops on the Mac
Catch a nigga when he lack
Young nigga and I'm smokin' the Pac
Fuckin' that bitch and I hit from the back
Make a nigga bleed just like a tac
Heard he snitchin' yeah I heard that he rat
Gotta choppa and its big as a bat
Oh shit yeah its big as a bat
Put a nigga on a map
Put a nigga on a, obituary
Have his body in the cemetery
My niggas bangin' red just like Larry
Put a nigga on a shirt
Put a nigga in a box
Put em' on fox
I got the streets on lock
I got the Glock
Nigga you can get popped
Uh ooh
Popped like a cherry
Niggas be switchin' over like a carry
Ooh, get hit wit' the drip, dairy
I'ma get every wish, fairy
Ooh, I gotta couple of people that don't even know what I'm doing
Get to the bag I'm pursuing
Working on FL, but they fruity
Drippin' like faucet
Niggas be cappin' I give em' no caution
Ballin' like Harden
Niggas be trash, garbage
Ooh, smokin' that Pac and I pass it like John Stockton
Yup, niggas know me
I'm undercover, just like a sheet
Young lil' hoe wanna suck on the meat
I'ma make her bend over like lean
Niggas be fake, charades
I do not play no games
Do the dash, ooh chase
Hey wet, drip right on her face
Niggas gas be laced
So I'm bout' to grow my own shit bro
These niggas shit be laced
Catch a nigga and he running wit' pace
Catch a nigga and I shoot wit' the choppa
Shoot wit' the llama
Black nigga in the streets like Obama
Bitch I be blowin' up shit like Osama
Yeah nigga cause I got me a bomb
Young nigga and I'm finna go dumb
Fuck that bitch then the pussy get numb
Young nigga and I put on her tongue
Get the bread nigga you get a crumb
Just like a pigeon
My nigga I don't do dissin'
My nigga I don't do missin'
Up the choppa to your face (bitch)
Bitch I run up in your place
Young nigga and I spray it like mace
Oh shit god damn
Bitch I'm hot need a fan
Bitch I'm hot like a pan
Bitch I'm hot like a pan
Then I make a nigga ran
Choppa make a nigga dance
Chop a nigga wit' a stick I ain't talkin' bout' bands
Young nigga got the bands
Young nigga got the cash
I do the dash
Hop in the whip and I speed like the flash
Young nigga and you know I'm the man
They watching me like TV Demand
Catching money I got the plan
Illegal straps like Taliban
Shoot a nigga right where he stand (yeah)
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Writer(s): Sir Sylvy
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