D.O.A.
Shoot that bitch kill him dead
I put the hit out
Got the niggas on the block
On the lookout
You pop yo gums like a bitch
You get packed out
Real shit ill blow yo whole
Fuckin face out
These niggas wanna play
So know i brought my toys
Yeah they bang bang and
They make a lot of noise
If they catch me slippin
Then you know thats doa
This hoodlum shit got a nigga
Fina catch a case
I aint never gave a fuck
I can truly say and dont be
Playing with my gangster
Cuz my pistol work
Got you praying to Jehovah
So you went to church
He cant help you now bitch
You up in my turf
Tried leave the streets
Bitch know i am the Street
Take a left caught a case
Armed robbery
West coast rim whip
When im rockin it
Feature free now dont
Wait til im poppin bitch
Aint nobody killin like me
Im so savage might turn a
Bad bitch to a ratchet
Turn up in this bitch
We aint actin you dead
On arrival bitch never cappin
Doa doa yous a quick lick
Doa doa mark that bitch quick
Doa doa slit that bitch throat
Doa doa turn em to a ghost
Pulled up on yo block
Seen a quick lick
Hit my niggas on a
Text time to get rich
Put yo family in danger
I got a hit list i aint never
Gave a fuck its all business
And if my opps wanna play
I wanna play to just bought a
Hell cat i aint had a chance to use
Put you niggas in the dirt like the pigs
Do a nd if you think you going hard
Im going times two
If you coming for me you
Better come with a team
One nigga by himself wont
Rain supreme im digging graves
Might planing funerals
Headstones and hearses
I got em all on go
Now they trying to find out what
Im talkin about
Im a little psychotic
So im airing them out
Homicide on the block so
The news is out
Everybody on hush or
Im running them down
Pull up to the park with the gun
With the big scoop aiming at
Yo head leave you dead on
The seesaw nigga with the shit
Dipped off like its nascar
Know i got the bag and
Its stacking im a real boss
Hopped on a plane and train
Then i get lost ask about me
Id Im tom tom i leave these
Niggas dead in a blood
That they choked up
You wanna play with me
Bitch ill bring out the joke
Aint nobody killin like me
Im so savage might turn a
Bad bitch to a ratchet
Turn up in this bitch
We aint actin you dead
On arrival bitch never cappin
Doa doa yous a quick lick
Doa doa mark that bitch quick
Doa doa slit that bitch throat
Doa doa turn em to a ghost
I put the hit out
Got the niggas on the block
On the lookout
You pop yo gums like a bitch
You get packed out
Real shit ill blow yo whole
Fuckin face out
These niggas wanna play
So know i brought my toys
Yeah they bang bang and
They make a lot of noise
If they catch me slippin
Then you know thats doa
This hoodlum shit got a nigga
Fina catch a case
I aint never gave a fuck
I can truly say and dont be
Playing with my gangster
Cuz my pistol work
Got you praying to Jehovah
So you went to church
He cant help you now bitch
You up in my turf
Tried leave the streets
Bitch know i am the Street
Take a left caught a case
Armed robbery
West coast rim whip
When im rockin it
Feature free now dont
Wait til im poppin bitch
Aint nobody killin like me
Im so savage might turn a
Bad bitch to a ratchet
Turn up in this bitch
We aint actin you dead
On arrival bitch never cappin
Doa doa yous a quick lick
Doa doa mark that bitch quick
Doa doa slit that bitch throat
Doa doa turn em to a ghost
Pulled up on yo block
Seen a quick lick
Hit my niggas on a
Text time to get rich
Put yo family in danger
I got a hit list i aint never
Gave a fuck its all business
And if my opps wanna play
I wanna play to just bought a
Hell cat i aint had a chance to use
Put you niggas in the dirt like the pigs
Do a nd if you think you going hard
Im going times two
If you coming for me you
Better come with a team
One nigga by himself wont
Rain supreme im digging graves
Might planing funerals
Headstones and hearses
I got em all on go
Now they trying to find out what
Im talkin about
Im a little psychotic
So im airing them out
Homicide on the block so
The news is out
Everybody on hush or
Im running them down
Pull up to the park with the gun
With the big scoop aiming at
Yo head leave you dead on
The seesaw nigga with the shit
Dipped off like its nascar
Know i got the bag and
Its stacking im a real boss
Hopped on a plane and train
Then i get lost ask about me
Id Im tom tom i leave these
Niggas dead in a blood
That they choked up
You wanna play with me
Bitch ill bring out the joke
Aint nobody killin like me
Im so savage might turn a
Bad bitch to a ratchet
Turn up in this bitch
We aint actin you dead
On arrival bitch never cappin
Doa doa yous a quick lick
Doa doa mark that bitch quick
Doa doa slit that bitch throat
Doa doa turn em to a ghost
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Ford
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Writers Block
- R.E.A.L.
- BHADDiE (feat. Reem) - Single
- Rainbow Thug Ep/Mixtape - EP
- Straight Zoo - Single
- Donald Duck (A Captain Remix) - Single
- Red Bag (feat. Estevan, The God) - Single
- No Khill (feat. Dragstariconixa) - Single
- Milkshakes (feat. Jae Banks) [Remix] - Single
- Harley Quenn (feat. SumLikeAPimpp) - Single
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