LEFT RIGHT LEFT
Left, right, left
Left, right, left (You know I ain't fucking with 12)
Left, right, left
Left, right, left
You know I ain't fucking with 12
I know not to run or go tell
If it's smoke I'm a roll up a spliff
If it's smoke I'm a feed you some shells
Marciano been banging the Five
I been dipping and dodging the cell
Gotta grind with this 40 beside me
Ain't no way that I'm taking a L
Let em switch MULAH good by his self
Don't ask me for shit, I'm a look at you stale
Oo you looking for something to buy?
You just lucky I got it for sale
If you looking for someone to rob
I'm a leave you to bleed with no trail
Most you dummies be ready to die
Like the army they trained me to kill
Like the Army they trained me to kill
Load pistols for Pete I be ready to drill
We was bumping Chief Keef in the wheel
Ain't no talking to fiends on the cell
Say my name it been ringing them bells
I'm all that just like Keenan and Kel
Out in Philly like Benjamin Frank
I got Benjamin's stuffed in my pockets as well
Niggas hate but act friends face in ya face
Only 1 strike with me and I'm bringing em hell
Said you snitched we was reading your case
Like a lobster you food so we cracking ya tail
Out in Trenton ain't nowhere to hide
Boy you better off sitting in jail
In these streets ain't no side you could slide go
And check the rear view issa hit on ya heels
Spin it
We ain't worried bout a witness
Make the opps do some fitness
Body counts get ridiculous
Once you step up off the porch
Can't change your decision
Treat this shit like a sport
It's survival of the fittest, ayee ayee ayee
MULAH dressed up for too many
I'm holding it steady
No more with them funerals
I'm with it wherever, this be my if ever
Don't let me make bullets get through to you
I scheme and finesse; Yeah, yeah
Getting this money, I tend to do
Stacking it up, I exchange a few
I got the juice, I won't call a truce
Facts
Nike boots how I'm stepping (Nike boots how I'm stepping)
The gun is a magnum, it's just like a condom, I'm coming protected
(I'm coming protected)
Yeah
You see what I'm repping
Sex, Money what I'm repping
The bandanna red
I be booling with felons (Bandanna red I'm with felons)
Facts
Nike boots how I'm stepping (Nike boots how I'm stepping)
The gun is a magnum, it's just like a condom, I'm coming protected
(I'm coming protected)
Yeah
You see what I'm repping
Murda gang what I'm repping
The bandanna red
I be booling with felons (Bandanna red I'm with felons)
Left right left
Choose your death
Black Glock 9
Or the smith and Wes
Drill em with the shells dumping out the Keltec
Headshots, leg shots, arms and chest
Left right left
Choose your death
I want smoke till there's no opps left
Toe tag, Body Bag, leave him stretched
Issa hit list, mark his name with a check
You know I ain't fucking with 12
I know not to run or go tell
If it's smoke I'm a roll up a spliff
If it's smoke I'm a feed you some shells
Marciano been banging the Five
I been dipping and dodging the cell
Gotta grind with this 40 beside me
Ain't no way that I'm taking a L
Let em switch
MULAH good by his self
Don't ask me for shit
I'm a look at you stale
Oo you looking for something to buy?
You just lucky I got it for sale
If you looking for someone to rob
I'm a leave you to bleed with no trail
Most you dummies be ready to die
Like the army they trained me to kill
Left, right, left (You know I ain't fucking with 12)
Left, right, left
Left, right, left
You know I ain't fucking with 12
I know not to run or go tell
If it's smoke I'm a roll up a spliff
If it's smoke I'm a feed you some shells
Marciano been banging the Five
I been dipping and dodging the cell
Gotta grind with this 40 beside me
Ain't no way that I'm taking a L
Let em switch MULAH good by his self
Don't ask me for shit, I'm a look at you stale
Oo you looking for something to buy?
You just lucky I got it for sale
If you looking for someone to rob
I'm a leave you to bleed with no trail
Most you dummies be ready to die
Like the army they trained me to kill
Like the Army they trained me to kill
Load pistols for Pete I be ready to drill
We was bumping Chief Keef in the wheel
Ain't no talking to fiends on the cell
Say my name it been ringing them bells
I'm all that just like Keenan and Kel
Out in Philly like Benjamin Frank
I got Benjamin's stuffed in my pockets as well
Niggas hate but act friends face in ya face
Only 1 strike with me and I'm bringing em hell
Said you snitched we was reading your case
Like a lobster you food so we cracking ya tail
Out in Trenton ain't nowhere to hide
Boy you better off sitting in jail
In these streets ain't no side you could slide go
And check the rear view issa hit on ya heels
Spin it
We ain't worried bout a witness
Make the opps do some fitness
Body counts get ridiculous
Once you step up off the porch
Can't change your decision
Treat this shit like a sport
It's survival of the fittest, ayee ayee ayee
MULAH dressed up for too many
I'm holding it steady
No more with them funerals
I'm with it wherever, this be my if ever
Don't let me make bullets get through to you
I scheme and finesse; Yeah, yeah
Getting this money, I tend to do
Stacking it up, I exchange a few
I got the juice, I won't call a truce
Facts
Nike boots how I'm stepping (Nike boots how I'm stepping)
The gun is a magnum, it's just like a condom, I'm coming protected
(I'm coming protected)
Yeah
You see what I'm repping
Sex, Money what I'm repping
The bandanna red
I be booling with felons (Bandanna red I'm with felons)
Facts
Nike boots how I'm stepping (Nike boots how I'm stepping)
The gun is a magnum, it's just like a condom, I'm coming protected
(I'm coming protected)
Yeah
You see what I'm repping
Murda gang what I'm repping
The bandanna red
I be booling with felons (Bandanna red I'm with felons)
Left right left
Choose your death
Black Glock 9
Or the smith and Wes
Drill em with the shells dumping out the Keltec
Headshots, leg shots, arms and chest
Left right left
Choose your death
I want smoke till there's no opps left
Toe tag, Body Bag, leave him stretched
Issa hit list, mark his name with a check
You know I ain't fucking with 12
I know not to run or go tell
If it's smoke I'm a roll up a spliff
If it's smoke I'm a feed you some shells
Marciano been banging the Five
I been dipping and dodging the cell
Gotta grind with this 40 beside me
Ain't no way that I'm taking a L
Let em switch
MULAH good by his self
Don't ask me for shit
I'm a look at you stale
Oo you looking for something to buy?
You just lucky I got it for sale
If you looking for someone to rob
I'm a leave you to bleed with no trail
Most you dummies be ready to die
Like the army they trained me to kill
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Writer(s): Niquel Word
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