That's his Life

We gon' slide on your block with that 100 round

If I catch that one opp we gon' gun him down
Had to tell Bro the chill, cause his son around
Smoking dope to the face aint no blunt around
Keep my gun on my side, ain't no run around

Catch him lackin get smoked like a black and mild
Nigga heard its a drout, ain't no packs around
Nigga think we the feds, we gon' pat you down
Chop beat on his chest King Kong

Fuck around you could get smoked like a bong
Bad bitch, tryna fuck two hours long
Cut that bitch off now she sayin' I'm wrong
Said he want smoke boy we could have a brawl
Big ass chop bullets make em dissolve
Now that boy dead nigga look what you caused
Chop off his head, like how much do he cost

So much bread bitch I'm feelin' like Ross
Got a bad bitch wanna fuck raw
Bitch, I ain't fuckin' put dick in your jaw
Keep a Glock when I walk in the mall

Fuck
Keep a Glock when I walk in the.
Keep a Glock when I walk in the...
Keep a Glock when I walk in the mall

Fuck
Big Glock, take off his jaw
I get the money, I ball
Big choppa that bitch really tall

I be huntin' my opps, I don't stall
When I'm chasin' my opps, they gon' fall
When I stomp on they head niggas crawl
Havin' you lil' niggas callin' for your mom

Choppa put him out, just like a light
He aint bout that life, he just only talk
Big chop make em jump like a frog
My shooters pull up in one call

He just in the crib, nigga gettin' high
Playin' bout my gang nigga you gon' die
He said he wan fight, hit him with a strike
I'm all in his crib, fuckin' on his wife

Big choppa gon' bark and it bite
Hate niggas like Charleston White
I can't lack bitch I keep me a pipe
Niggas cap when they rap on the mic

I can't wait to catch him that's his life



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Writer(s): Zae Ebk
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