32 Shots

I'm still coming with it nigga
You know I started in this shit as a broke nigga
I got a front from my homie now I'm my own nigga
And I park in 2 spots cuz I got rich problems
To keep it more than 1000 I got bitch problems
You on some elementary math with that kid problem
I'll put that drum on that draco dont want this problem
It ain't gone take the whole clip
And most gone miss probably
But it's gone be some holes
In the ones that hit partner
Run with a whole click of workers
Not no dick riders
Think I am flodging
Try me in real life and get a coffin
Ain't talking running man we been jogged in
To say I'm new to this is insulting
Ain't never been prince of Arabia
Jumped in the sultan
They lost a tooth today
They taste it and it rinse salty
They finally taste a little sweat bitch I been soggy
Niggas feel a little cold bitch I been frosty
All you niggas think they new
But I been bought these
With a click of niggas that was wilding
Way before nick cannon started improving
I been stunning em like I was Steve Austin
Before MTV showed any improving had

32 shots in the handgun
Need to get you little something
If you dont have none
Better come real correct
If you don't know me

And if you don't then you know im gone
Hold it the fuck up
And I aint talking about no middle finger
So much smoke in the air
You know the scent will linger
You know the saying give a inch
Nigga wanna turn it to a mile
So I don't never give a centimeter
Got more ounces than a 2 liter
More cals than a food eater
Soul snatcher with them calibers
And I aint talking bout the game
I played on playstation 2 either

32 shots in the handgun
Better get you little something
If you dont have none
Yeah come real correct
If you don't know me

If you don't then you know im gone
Hit you with it hit you with it
Put your picture on an obituary
On a T-Shirt
Whatever it is I hope it be worth it
Bitch I been running so my feet hurt
Bitch I aint runnign from no drama
Only running cause my team work
Man bag got a deep purse
Fuck that biggest nigga shit
I smash any nigga who leap first
And contrary to anything
You might have heard in these streets
Its all bout me untill I leave earth

32 shots in the handgun
Get you little something
If you dont have none
Better come real correct
If you don't know me
Hit you up like whoever got the OG nigga
32 shots



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Writer(s): Antuane Dawaune Scott Smith
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