歌词
Ayo, ayo, n*ggas know what the **** goin' on
Lotta n*ggas not respectin' they muh****in' jaw
'Til they get they muh****in' grapefruit cracked, no cap, n*gga
NYBBA all day and every day, shoot to kill, bruh, for real
MBF 'til the death *manic laughter*
Get it ticking, all my n*ggas Ewok 'til they heartbeat stops
City Morgue clean up crew, Hikari-ULTRA the label
Stop jacking what you ain't n*gga! (*****)
Pistol whip, spank n*ggas! (pow-pow-pow)
Heard you bustin' blanks, n*gga!
Servin' fake drank, n*gga! (pow-pow-pow)
Pull up in a tank, n*gga! (skrr)
Like a big ol' wardog!
With the ****in' sawed-off! (yeah)
And I came to paint n*ggas! (yeah)
Listen, *****! No fingerprints on the murder weapon! (yeah)
Lil' *****! Jumped off the porch when I turned eleven!
Triple six, don't cross the line, that's the murder section! (yeah)
Extended clips, thirty rounds, that's a 1-8-7!
Nah n*gga, what up, what it do?
Nah n*gga, what up, what it do?
Nah n*gga, what up? Stay to lose!
Nah n*gga, what up? Stay to lose!
Stuffin' hunnids in my Timberlands and Uptown's! (what?)
Stuffin' drugs up in the ziplock bag, I'm up now!(what?)
I might **** around and crash the Benz, no fuss now! (okay)
I might **** around and aim that Glizz, focus now! (okay)
So drop, boy, we slump, boy!
You faking ass little punk boy!(*****)
Them sharp boys, they say when the ****in' dogs roar! (*****)
I swing swords and machetes!
We been playin' all life, I hope y'all n*ggas ready!
Got a new vest, I'ma go and test it
Shootout with the cops or the opps, send a message
And I'd rather die than be tied and arrested
And I'd rather die than be tied and arrested
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