My Team Get It Shmackin
BDN BDN
AHHH...
SQUADSHITYEO
I said like fuck these niggas, i said like.
I said my opps they really mad
Because my team get it shmackin
These niggas be action
But they aint ready for action
We shootin, we dont give a fuck about a nigga in plastic
If you rockin, come on this mission
We gone make em a casket
Told my P.O go suck a dick bitch
I just did my a sentence
On mitchell im in my hood
I whip it up Like a chemist
Disrespecting a BDN
Ima swing on you like tennis
Got Zigg in the studio with me
He drillin like dentist
I be walkin round this bitch
With a 38 snub
If i see me a third lane nigga
Ima kill dee love
I be riddin round in these streets
When im on hella drugs
In my hood we play for keeps
And i put that on blood
"Aye nigga was shmackin nigga
Stay still nigga stay still nigga Aye
Call yo momma call yo grandmama nigga
Call yo daddy if you got one nigga and say goodbye
Fuck you talkin bout nigga
If you move ima shoot you in yo m back you heard me
Fuck wrong with you
Stupid ass nigga
Nigga you heard what the f i just said n"
The opps mad
Going out sad
Cause we keep robbin them
I guess police dont come to are hood
Because they aint stoppin nun
If we talkin bout these straps my nigga we got alot if them
If i catch you spin this block one more time
Then ima get to poppin ya.
"Nah real shit zyi, these n got me f up bro"
AHHH...
SQUADSHITYEO
I said like fuck these niggas, i said like.
I said my opps they really mad
Because my team get it shmackin
These niggas be action
But they aint ready for action
We shootin, we dont give a fuck about a nigga in plastic
If you rockin, come on this mission
We gone make em a casket
Told my P.O go suck a dick bitch
I just did my a sentence
On mitchell im in my hood
I whip it up Like a chemist
Disrespecting a BDN
Ima swing on you like tennis
Got Zigg in the studio with me
He drillin like dentist
I be walkin round this bitch
With a 38 snub
If i see me a third lane nigga
Ima kill dee love
I be riddin round in these streets
When im on hella drugs
In my hood we play for keeps
And i put that on blood
"Aye nigga was shmackin nigga
Stay still nigga stay still nigga Aye
Call yo momma call yo grandmama nigga
Call yo daddy if you got one nigga and say goodbye
Fuck you talkin bout nigga
If you move ima shoot you in yo m back you heard me
Fuck wrong with you
Stupid ass nigga
Nigga you heard what the f i just said n"
The opps mad
Going out sad
Cause we keep robbin them
I guess police dont come to are hood
Because they aint stoppin nun
If we talkin bout these straps my nigga we got alot if them
If i catch you spin this block one more time
Then ima get to poppin ya.
"Nah real shit zyi, these n got me f up bro"
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Writer(s): Raphael Monperousse
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