Warning Shot
Niggaz act Like Lucci ain't a fuckin animal
A Straight beast
My pedigree is Deadly ain't no antidote
A Plum fool
You Thinking I won't split ya whole cantaloupe
Heavy hitta
Knock his upper lip from his mandible
Shottie spit
Spin his whole whip just like a wrecking ball
Slugs splashing all up in ya shit
I'm Screamin cannonball
I'm Surgical wit this bitch
Doctors turned mechanical
He Started overheating wit me
Got his head gasket blown
Betta not miss me when u niggaz running at the throne
I'm Grimey wit it
I'll have niggaz invading ya momma home
Even when u see me by myself
Just Know I'm not alone
Heavy metal on me
Better not disturb a rolling stone
Waking up a sleeping giant
Couldn't leave well enough alone
A Made man
All this sucka shit I can not condone
Twitter fingers
Get them triggers squeezing
Once you say it is on
Ain't no backing out
Once I back it out
The war is one
Al Qaeda Lucci
Turn this bitch into a war zone
Arm leg leg arm head
Allah he coming home
No women and kids
But Imma fuck up what that beam is on
David copperfield
What how quick I'll get his team gone
Front line nigga
I ain't ducking when the shit is on
Head on collision
Buckle up
Cuz I'm on dummy mode
Tried to get off bullshit
But This is what the fuck y'all want
That 05 Trauma
Big hammers
Hangin out that brougham
Speak my name betta put some respect on it
The game is mine
My foot is on the neck of it
Must be out yo damn mind
Thinking you gon check something
This just the warning shot
See if you hear the next coming
Slick talking
I ain't wit none of that bullshit
It's on ya mind
And We can get it cracking bitch like dry lips
4 Fifth
Send u every shot out this extended clip
You Chirping like a Nextel
Direct connectin who you wit
7 Shooters masked up
In that Astro van
100 Round drums
Block sounding like Afghanistan
No gps needed
I Make it clear where I stand
Sho nuff
I Got something real for yo ass in these hands
It Gods plan
I'm just playing devils advocate
Yo momma should've warned you
Not to fuck around with savages
Play with fire get burned
You can't damage the catalyst
So Don't play in the streets if u pussies scared to get hit
A Straight beast
My pedigree is Deadly ain't no antidote
A Plum fool
You Thinking I won't split ya whole cantaloupe
Heavy hitta
Knock his upper lip from his mandible
Shottie spit
Spin his whole whip just like a wrecking ball
Slugs splashing all up in ya shit
I'm Screamin cannonball
I'm Surgical wit this bitch
Doctors turned mechanical
He Started overheating wit me
Got his head gasket blown
Betta not miss me when u niggaz running at the throne
I'm Grimey wit it
I'll have niggaz invading ya momma home
Even when u see me by myself
Just Know I'm not alone
Heavy metal on me
Better not disturb a rolling stone
Waking up a sleeping giant
Couldn't leave well enough alone
A Made man
All this sucka shit I can not condone
Twitter fingers
Get them triggers squeezing
Once you say it is on
Ain't no backing out
Once I back it out
The war is one
Al Qaeda Lucci
Turn this bitch into a war zone
Arm leg leg arm head
Allah he coming home
No women and kids
But Imma fuck up what that beam is on
David copperfield
What how quick I'll get his team gone
Front line nigga
I ain't ducking when the shit is on
Head on collision
Buckle up
Cuz I'm on dummy mode
Tried to get off bullshit
But This is what the fuck y'all want
That 05 Trauma
Big hammers
Hangin out that brougham
Speak my name betta put some respect on it
The game is mine
My foot is on the neck of it
Must be out yo damn mind
Thinking you gon check something
This just the warning shot
See if you hear the next coming
Slick talking
I ain't wit none of that bullshit
It's on ya mind
And We can get it cracking bitch like dry lips
4 Fifth
Send u every shot out this extended clip
You Chirping like a Nextel
Direct connectin who you wit
7 Shooters masked up
In that Astro van
100 Round drums
Block sounding like Afghanistan
No gps needed
I Make it clear where I stand
Sho nuff
I Got something real for yo ass in these hands
It Gods plan
I'm just playing devils advocate
Yo momma should've warned you
Not to fuck around with savages
Play with fire get burned
You can't damage the catalyst
So Don't play in the streets if u pussies scared to get hit
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Weaver Jr.
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