Demon Time
Bullets open yo chest like a bitch giving birth
The morgue gone have to come pick up yo guts
He said he got racks on my head why the fuck I'm not dead
I'm still walking around untouched
He can talk all he want cause he not scaring shit
If you not tryna kill me then shut the fuck up
They probably got money they probably got gun
But one thing I know they not fucking with us
Bitch I'm back on that demon time
I'll come kill yo hoe while you dead at your wake
On gang
You gone die if you speak on mines bitch don't speak on big Jay
Or that nigga lil Chase
Yea
No cap ill kill for mines you gone know who I'm am at the end of day
This murder shit televised before I get booked ill leave out the state
Before i get booked ill leave out the city
These faggot ass niggas not with it they bitches
He said he want smoke he said he want war
Aint no bitch in my blood so nigga lets get it
223 swept him right off his feet
Shouldn't said what he said now he live with the fishes
Fucking with mines ill turn up the city
You know how I'm coming switches on glizzys
Niggas think its game and think ima hoe
Till I have my lil savages run in they home
Niggas say that I'm hiding they know where I'm at
3803 Synott where I'm roam
I'm out of my body I'm ready for violence
I'll advise you niggas to leave me alone
Better chill while you can cause the niggas I know
Really on go they'll send shots at your dome
Fuck with my money or play with my people
You know how I'm coming this shit gone get tragic
I been in the field with these bullets
You say the wrong shit you get blitzed
But I'm not talking madden
I know a few dogs and I know a few hogs
We can get this shit poppin or crackin
Send yo shooter my way only way he return
Is wrapped up in plastic
I stopped smoking weed but I'm still getting high
From all this Gunsmoke and all these dead opps
Homie say he got bodies he he said that he stepping
He claim he a gangsta I know that he not
How the fuck ima hoe but you never will mention me
Tell that nigga he diss me again he gone
Have to call skippa lee just to pick out a plot
The morgue gone have to come pick up yo guts
He said he got racks on my head why the fuck I'm not dead
I'm still walking around untouched
He can talk all he want cause he not scaring shit
If you not tryna kill me then shut the fuck up
They probably got money they probably got gun
But one thing I know they not fucking with us
Bitch I'm back on that demon time
I'll come kill yo hoe while you dead at your wake
On gang
You gone die if you speak on mines bitch don't speak on big Jay
Or that nigga lil Chase
Yea
No cap ill kill for mines you gone know who I'm am at the end of day
This murder shit televised before I get booked ill leave out the state
Before i get booked ill leave out the city
These faggot ass niggas not with it they bitches
He said he want smoke he said he want war
Aint no bitch in my blood so nigga lets get it
223 swept him right off his feet
Shouldn't said what he said now he live with the fishes
Fucking with mines ill turn up the city
You know how I'm coming switches on glizzys
Niggas think its game and think ima hoe
Till I have my lil savages run in they home
Niggas say that I'm hiding they know where I'm at
3803 Synott where I'm roam
I'm out of my body I'm ready for violence
I'll advise you niggas to leave me alone
Better chill while you can cause the niggas I know
Really on go they'll send shots at your dome
Fuck with my money or play with my people
You know how I'm coming this shit gone get tragic
I been in the field with these bullets
You say the wrong shit you get blitzed
But I'm not talking madden
I know a few dogs and I know a few hogs
We can get this shit poppin or crackin
Send yo shooter my way only way he return
Is wrapped up in plastic
I stopped smoking weed but I'm still getting high
From all this Gunsmoke and all these dead opps
Homie say he got bodies he he said that he stepping
He claim he a gangsta I know that he not
How the fuck ima hoe but you never will mention me
Tell that nigga he diss me again he gone
Have to call skippa lee just to pick out a plot
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Writer(s): Gordon Shaw
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