Make a Move
Alright, I said
Just popped a Perc 10, yeah, we sliding on the opps
Got the GEN 5 on my hip, we finna get 'em dropped
Pop a pussy nigga for speaking, he goin' mopped
Bitch yo' homie dead as fuck, he got hit with the Glock (He got hit with the Glock)
Now, it's time to get back, roll his auntie up in the wood, bitch, this the fat pack
Nigga out here fucking these bitches, nigga, get racks
Alright, cut the lights off, creep down, we finna pop niggas
Yeah, be quiet, don't make a sound, bitch, I'm trynna pull the trigger
We outside yo' house right now, boy why you ducking?
When I pulled the trigger on his ass, I got his ass running
Send her back to her man, she getting her a uber
You know we carry all these Macs, this ain't no computer
Got the scar up on my hip, bitch, I'm a skull trooper
Yeah, I'm inside yo' nightmares like I'm Freddy Krueger
These niggas haven't learned to stop fucking with me, they need a tutor
Duh, she fuck with me, cause I'm real smoother
Ion fuck with lil' girls, I fuck with real cougars
She wanna fuck with the gang, so she goin' make rumors
If— if yo' main shooter die, you need a backup plan
If I don't got the GEN 5, I smack him with the pan
Fu— fucking on a thick bitch, her name is Suzanne
My shooter goin hawk you down, he almost outran
Yeah, KKK, bitch we the Ku Klux Klan
Yeah, we killing these niggas, this is really how it all began
If he keep on talking all that shit, just put him in the van
Yeah, AK47, GEN 5, send him to his man's
No, bitch I am not done, yeah this beat goin' still keep going, like it just begun
Yeah, bitch, I put a switch on the belt, then niggas my sons
Buddy thought this shit was a switch, this bitch was a gun
You could never hear no bitch say she ain't have no fun
When I drop the spark at yo' ass, you goin' think it's the sun
Bi— Bitch we on yo' block posted up, it's just more than one
Got his ass beat, this nigga say he wanna do rematches, we don't do one on ones
This choppa put a whole pack inside his head like it's a ton
I said we in yo' block, we just spun, and when I see you bitch, you better not run
I get my main shooter to hawk you down, yeah, dropping niggas put them in the ground
I'm finna beat you niggas up like I'm Chris Brown
Yeah, her pussy hella wet, shit I might drown
We inside yo' hood, nigga, we is in yo' town
I heard a pussy nigga speaking, do you hear that sound?
Bitch we is inside yo' town, you better get down, I told a nigga if you ain't gang, you gotta move around
(Gotta move around)
Just popped a Perc 10, yeah, we sliding on the opps
Got the GEN 5 on my hip, we finna get 'em dropped
Pop a pussy nigga for speaking, he goin' mopped
Bitch yo' homie dead as fuck, he got hit with the Glock (He got hit with the Glock)
Now, it's time to get back, roll his auntie up in the wood, bitch, this the fat pack
Nigga out here fucking these bitches, nigga, get racks
Alright, cut the lights off, creep down, we finna pop niggas
Yeah, be quiet, don't make a sound, bitch, I'm trynna pull the trigger
We outside yo' house right now, boy why you ducking?
When I pulled the trigger on his ass, I got his ass running
Send her back to her man, she getting her a uber
You know we carry all these Macs, this ain't no computer
Got the scar up on my hip, bitch, I'm a skull trooper
Yeah, I'm inside yo' nightmares like I'm Freddy Krueger
These niggas haven't learned to stop fucking with me, they need a tutor
Duh, she fuck with me, cause I'm real smoother
Ion fuck with lil' girls, I fuck with real cougars
She wanna fuck with the gang, so she goin' make rumors
If— if yo' main shooter die, you need a backup plan
If I don't got the GEN 5, I smack him with the pan
Fu— fucking on a thick bitch, her name is Suzanne
My shooter goin hawk you down, he almost outran
Yeah, KKK, bitch we the Ku Klux Klan
Yeah, we killing these niggas, this is really how it all began
If he keep on talking all that shit, just put him in the van
Yeah, AK47, GEN 5, send him to his man's
No, bitch I am not done, yeah this beat goin' still keep going, like it just begun
Yeah, bitch, I put a switch on the belt, then niggas my sons
Buddy thought this shit was a switch, this bitch was a gun
You could never hear no bitch say she ain't have no fun
When I drop the spark at yo' ass, you goin' think it's the sun
Bi— Bitch we on yo' block posted up, it's just more than one
Got his ass beat, this nigga say he wanna do rematches, we don't do one on ones
This choppa put a whole pack inside his head like it's a ton
I said we in yo' block, we just spun, and when I see you bitch, you better not run
I get my main shooter to hawk you down, yeah, dropping niggas put them in the ground
I'm finna beat you niggas up like I'm Chris Brown
Yeah, her pussy hella wet, shit I might drown
We inside yo' hood, nigga, we is in yo' town
I heard a pussy nigga speaking, do you hear that sound?
Bitch we is inside yo' town, you better get down, I told a nigga if you ain't gang, you gotta move around
(Gotta move around)
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