Sic' Em
Yea he the man in the middle
These niggas sweet call em skittles
Fuck all your rhymes and your riddles
I get you cooked like the griddle
You see all my dogs they'll sic' em, you see my dogs they'll sic' em
Racing my car with the shifter, you don't need a hand I won't lift ya'
I'm on the gas and I'm up
You niggas talk just to bluff
I'm not a cop I won't cuff
I turn your body to snuff
Getting to the money a must
You know I'm smoking this must
Ouuuuuuu
You know all your chains is rust
You know all your chains is rust
You just a little biddy man
Drive by in the minny van
I got them bands make her dance
She wanna dance for the bands
Hop out the car it's valet parked
Turnt like 106 and park
Imma big dog imma bark
When it goes down who you call
I cut you up drink your blood out the pitcher
You out of the family we cut out the picture
Stop it all boy you softer than tissue
Your body been gone for a week, they gone miss you
Handy man, I got these tools
Like Johnny dang, I got all these jewels
She a hungry bitch eat my dick like the food
He don't won't no smoke, cause he know that I'm rude
Fuck all that shit, man I'm high like the moon
Got her on the crack and I just ate a shroom
White car, black seats like a coon
You ain't even gangster and you not that dude
Stop all the cappin' like you in the streets
They put you Beneath
These niggas know I got blood on the feet
Boy belenci's on me
Yea he the man in the middle
These niggas sweet call em skittles
Fuck all your rhymes and your riddles
I get you cooked like the griddle
You see all my dogs they'll sic' em, you see my dogs they'll sic' em
Racing my car with the shifter, you don't need a hand I won't lift ya'
I'm on the gas and I'm up
You niggas talk just to bluff
I'm not a cop I won't cuff
I turn your body to snuff
Getting to the money a must
You know I'm smoking this must
Ouuuuuuu
You know all your chains is rust
You know all your chains is rust
These niggas sweet call em skittles
Fuck all your rhymes and your riddles
I get you cooked like the griddle
You see all my dogs they'll sic' em, you see my dogs they'll sic' em
Racing my car with the shifter, you don't need a hand I won't lift ya'
I'm on the gas and I'm up
You niggas talk just to bluff
I'm not a cop I won't cuff
I turn your body to snuff
Getting to the money a must
You know I'm smoking this must
Ouuuuuuu
You know all your chains is rust
You know all your chains is rust
You just a little biddy man
Drive by in the minny van
I got them bands make her dance
She wanna dance for the bands
Hop out the car it's valet parked
Turnt like 106 and park
Imma big dog imma bark
When it goes down who you call
I cut you up drink your blood out the pitcher
You out of the family we cut out the picture
Stop it all boy you softer than tissue
Your body been gone for a week, they gone miss you
Handy man, I got these tools
Like Johnny dang, I got all these jewels
She a hungry bitch eat my dick like the food
He don't won't no smoke, cause he know that I'm rude
Fuck all that shit, man I'm high like the moon
Got her on the crack and I just ate a shroom
White car, black seats like a coon
You ain't even gangster and you not that dude
Stop all the cappin' like you in the streets
They put you Beneath
These niggas know I got blood on the feet
Boy belenci's on me
Yea he the man in the middle
These niggas sweet call em skittles
Fuck all your rhymes and your riddles
I get you cooked like the griddle
You see all my dogs they'll sic' em, you see my dogs they'll sic' em
Racing my car with the shifter, you don't need a hand I won't lift ya'
I'm on the gas and I'm up
You niggas talk just to bluff
I'm not a cop I won't cuff
I turn your body to snuff
Getting to the money a must
You know I'm smoking this must
Ouuuuuuu
You know all your chains is rust
You know all your chains is rust
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