Threat

Hey, yo, Oswald. We gotta stay dead. Go up, fool
Where you going
Aye
Okay, so you did this

Haha
Shoot out wit the opps, you know they missed every shot
Know, I post up on the block, you know that's fucking JT block
And I creep up where you sleep, please don't fucking play with me

I ain't no joke, you finna see the Draco sing like Jodeci
No, I ain't gon' cap, I don't give no fuck
I ain't got no hat, but I swear to God I tossed a few
You know I double back, you know I hit a few

But you know me, I'm really trying to rap
And while I'm in the stu, I got some shooters that gon' let that chopper clap
They put your face up on your lap, this ain't no cap, up In my rap
You running track, you running laps, I turn your ass into a pack

You died just trying to chat, I hit him with the drac, I took his fat
I hit him with the Mac, you know he cannot talk no more, and that's a fact
You diss on MGF, you gonna make the list
This opp hoe, fucking with me, but that pussy really smell like fish

So you can suck up on his dick, but I ain't trying to have no kiss
Get the fuck up on my crib and look what's outside, it's your lift
Then let me switch the subject quick, you know we really taking blicks
We was really hitting licks, you know we standing on that shit

Ain't no fake up in this shit, only gang up in this bitch
Only 50s with that switch, talk and get hit in your shit
Throwing M's up in this bitch, Marko Gang we get real lit
And he dropped his fucking blick, heard he died up on a hit

Fuck the law, ion saying shit, if you snitch you getting hit

You getting hit