1 Of 1 (feat. King Rah-J)
And i put some real switches on the fucking gun
Niggas tryna play he won't see the sun
Only hang with real niggas we some one of ones
Niggas tryna play he won't see the sun
Got a brick i get busy with this bitch
Got a switch we get dizzy on yo shit aye
We sending loads yo shit landing hit or miss aye
He in the blender we done put him in the mix
Put him in the pot we put that nigga in the mix
I be leaning when i pop it know that switch it empty quick
I throw up rakes you know i brought the whole damn gang up in this bitch
Know i'm a boss i got your yearly salary right on my fit
Yeah treat the opps like bricks yeah im gon step on em
He a bitch i bet on it
Fuck you and your dead homies yeah homie
Still active in them trenches with my ice on me
She give me head like lice on me
Was posted on them corners now them lights on me
How you gonna fuck with a nigga he the chosen one
How you active in these streets heard that you don't even own a gun
Every time you got a problem run to me nigga you my son
Now these niggas tryna copy thought i told you that we one of one
And i put some real switches on the fucking gun
Niggas tryna play he won't see the sun
Only hang with real niggas we some one of ones
Niggas tryna play he won't see the sun
Got a brick i get busy with this bitch
Got a switch we get dizzy on yo shit aye
We sending loads yo shit landing hit or miss aye
He in the blender we done put him in the mix
Niggas tryna play he won't see the sun
Only hang with real niggas we some one of ones
Niggas tryna play he won't see the sun
Got a brick i get busy with this bitch
Got a switch we get dizzy on yo shit aye
We sending loads yo shit landing hit or miss aye
He in the blender we done put him in the mix
Put him in the pot we put that nigga in the mix
I be leaning when i pop it know that switch it empty quick
I throw up rakes you know i brought the whole damn gang up in this bitch
Know i'm a boss i got your yearly salary right on my fit
Yeah treat the opps like bricks yeah im gon step on em
He a bitch i bet on it
Fuck you and your dead homies yeah homie
Still active in them trenches with my ice on me
She give me head like lice on me
Was posted on them corners now them lights on me
How you gonna fuck with a nigga he the chosen one
How you active in these streets heard that you don't even own a gun
Every time you got a problem run to me nigga you my son
Now these niggas tryna copy thought i told you that we one of one
And i put some real switches on the fucking gun
Niggas tryna play he won't see the sun
Only hang with real niggas we some one of ones
Niggas tryna play he won't see the sun
Got a brick i get busy with this bitch
Got a switch we get dizzy on yo shit aye
We sending loads yo shit landing hit or miss aye
He in the blender we done put him in the mix
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Writer(s): Alexander Harris
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