Steppers

You be talkin' crazy 'bout me to the - that run with you
Then see me out and - suck, and now them boys uncomfortable
Now all the real steppers up yo' blick in this -ch
E'ry -ga I don't like gettin' stripped in this -ch
Huh, ayy (Helluva made this beat, baby), hmm

Now all the real steppers up yo' blick in this -
I hope a - get pistol-whipped to this -
E'y - I don't like gettin' stripped in this -
Any sudden move, boy, you gettin' hit with this blick, -

E'y - in here jack - and take hits
My lil' -, he don't wanna take pics
If you wanna beat that body, then you better hire Blake, jit
My lil' - bake -, you better send that pape', -

E'y - in here with me clique and catch bodies
If I tell 'em I don't like you, then you gettin' stretched prolly
Simple math, subtract -, it ain't - to solve a problem
And if you hidin' and I want you, I'm puttin' this - on yo' mama

And if you wanna be around the gang, catch a body, -
Hop up in that striker with me, we them young - 'round the city
Catch him out and hit him, kill e'ythin' with him
Oh, they pissed? Have my lil' - sic 'em

No kizzy, e'ry time I go slide, my lil' - go with me
We be huntin' -, hop out, bustin' - around the city
I get busy, I can't let a - trick me, this - tricky
I don't want no borin' gun, I want a fully or a switchy, -, I'm picky

Now all the real steppers up yo' blick in this -
I hope a - get pistol-whipped to this -
E'y - I don't like gettin' stripped in this -
Any sudden move, boy, you gettin' hit with this blick, -

E'y - in here jack - and take hits
My lil' -, he don't wanna take pics
If you wanna beat that body, then you better hire Blake, jit
My lil' - bake -, you better send that pape', - (oh, yeah)

Glocks in the air, Glocks in the air (talkin' 'bout .9s, .40s, .45s, put 'em - in the air)
Shots at his hair, we don't send shots in the air (bah, bah)
Chops in the air, chops in the air (AKs, Dracs, -, ARPs, -, what up?)
Try to box in this - and get you boxed like some squares (bah)

Got money, but they -, catch 'em slippin', take that Rollie off (give me that)
He been talkin' crazy, but he hidin', what his homie cost? (Okay)
-, we from the D, we don't say taco, duck yo' Coney dog (bah)
Thought he was a demon, Skilla nailed him to the holy cross (pussy-ass)

My - be on street - (yeah), headshot, sleep quick (yeah)
Cook up all the beef - (yeah), crime in the D - (oh, yeah)
These - really dumb enough to go against some millionaires (okay)
I'm talkin' they catch you in Somerset and they gon' kill you there (brr, huh?)

Now all the real steppers up yo' blick in this -
I hope a - get pistol-whipped to this -
E'y - I don't like gettin' stripped in this -
Any sudden move, boy, you gettin' hit with this blick, -

E'y - in here jack - and take hits
My lil' -, he don't wanna take pics
If you wanna beat that body, then you better hire Blake, jit
My lil' - bake -, you better send that pape', -ch

-, we from the D, we don't say taco, duck yo' Coney dog