Bringemhell
Dap yo dawg if he murked some
My niggas really with it out here
They trynna t shirt some
I said redrum redrum
Bitch im trynna kill something
Flip his ass dip his ass
Hell yea lets get his ass
He running fast
Catch his ass
Hell yea time to lay him flat
Flipping packs like an acrobat
Niggas know we having that
Took his shit now he cant get it back
Nigga know we aint tit for tat
This checkers not chess
Tell dem niggas get on they shit
I been grinding like im broke
Kuz a nigga trynna get rich
Them niggas let off all them shots
But yall pussy ass niggas miss
Bitch im different from the others
Some of these niggas undercover
He play with me his ass gon suffer
Bitch im really out the jungle
Pop my shit for all the times that i aint have nun
Ran his ass down with a motherfucking handgun
Niggas talk shit behind my back to my face they aint saying nothing
Now im sliding on whoever block
Fuck nigga yall aint spraying nun
I used to post up on the blocks for weeks
Griding nigga im trynna eat
The streets turnt me into a beast
Take ya bitch and then i feed ha meat
These Percocet's they got me geeked
Barely can stand up on my feet
Bet this ARP can beat ya meat
Thats some shit you dont want to see
Swaggin on these niggas i stay fresh as hell
Fresh up out that mud free crash up out that cell
All these niggas cap as hell
Fuck it, finna bring em hell
My niggas really with it out here
They trynna t shirt some
I said redrum redrum
Bitch im trynna kill something
Flip his ass dip his ass
Hell yea lets get his ass
He running fast
Catch his ass
Hell yea time to lay him flat
Flipping packs like an acrobat
Niggas know we having that
Took his shit now he cant get it back
Nigga know we aint tit for tat
This checkers not chess
Tell dem niggas get on they shit
I been grinding like im broke
Kuz a nigga trynna get rich
Them niggas let off all them shots
But yall pussy ass niggas miss
Bitch im different from the others
Some of these niggas undercover
He play with me his ass gon suffer
Bitch im really out the jungle
Pop my shit for all the times that i aint have nun
Ran his ass down with a motherfucking handgun
Niggas talk shit behind my back to my face they aint saying nothing
Now im sliding on whoever block
Fuck nigga yall aint spraying nun
I used to post up on the blocks for weeks
Griding nigga im trynna eat
The streets turnt me into a beast
Take ya bitch and then i feed ha meat
These Percocet's they got me geeked
Barely can stand up on my feet
Bet this ARP can beat ya meat
Thats some shit you dont want to see
Swaggin on these niggas i stay fresh as hell
Fresh up out that mud free crash up out that cell
All these niggas cap as hell
Fuck it, finna bring em hell
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Writer(s): Cedrick Gardenhire
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