HEAD TAP

Brrrr Brrrr
Big Brrrr
Don't ask me what I'm smoke on
I don't speak on the dead
Do you know it's a nigga that died for saying what he said
You was in church tapping on drums
I was somewhere tapping heads
He was shook up when they catch him
So, when he died, he was scared
(Dat boy was scared)
So, let me ask you dat
We ain't killing shit in the city
So, you don't think we'll back em up
But we the reason he shitting
Say they done had enough
I told him that we almost finish
It's like four more I got to get
Then
(Aye go pet em)

Never shoot at the innocent
Because I believe in karma
I got three Cubans sitting around my neck
Feel like my daughter
Two 30's on me
60 in da draco in da car
200 shots on me
And killas trailing in the charger
Pull up boy
Let's see you drop the dot
You ain't going to spin
Go body for body
Making murder shit a trend
We catch a boy stand down here
And never stand again
Free Shiesty

I'm choppa gang again
Fuck how it turn out
Just put me with my dead friends
I got to go where Nuski
A perc ten
But that won't be no time soon
I'm full of these xans

Don't ask me what I'm smoke on
I don't speak on the dead
Do you know it's a nigga that died for saying what he said
You was in church tapping on drums
I was somewhere tapping heads
He was shook up when they catch him
So, when he died, he was scared
(dat boy was scared)
So, let me ask you dat
We ain't killing shit in the city
So, you don't think we'll back em up
But we the reason he shitting
Say they done had enough
I told him that we almost finish
It's like four more I got to get
Then
(Aye go pet em)

Body for a body
We be spinning till it feel fair
Red light special
I turn to green that nigga still there
Never safe with us
I fuck around and pop off anywhere
Hit him like four years ago
He still ain't out that wheelchair
One time I spent the block
And swap the glock out for a kill tec
And them gangster still respect me
Cause I still ain't out the field yet
I like to play with bloody
He ain't my ape if he ain't kill yet
I pay a nigga blues for that red
Where the pills at
Stepping on these niggas
I might fuck around and handle demons
I put yo partna down
You better step if you get the chance
We done smoked a few
I could fuck around and make a strain
If I wop you up in da cell
In the streets we ain't running hands

Don't ask me what I'm smoke on
I don't speak on the dead
Do you know it's a nigga that died for saying what he said
You was in church tapping on drums
I was somewhere tapping heads
He was shook up when they catch him
So, when he died, he was scared
(dat boy was scared)
So, let me ask you dat
We ain't killing shit in the city
So, you don't think we'll back em up
But we the reason he shitting
Say they done had enough
I told him that we almost finish
It's like four more I got to get
Then
(Aye go pet em)