Crash Out

[Intro: Blac Youngsta & Stunna 4 Vegas]

(606 buried this beat) Ayy, pussy, what's up, nigga?

I'm at your mother****in' front door step

And I ain't pickin' up no newspaper (Bitch)

Let's go, **** a nigga, uh (Uh)

Uh, 4x, uh (Gang gang, gang gang, gang gang)

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]

We spazz out, my lil' youngins like to crash out

I'm talkin' spin in real life, play Black Ops

He rolled the dice with his life and he crapped out

I won't drop a diss, we whack opps

Chalk his body on the blacktop

We know he not what he rap 'bout

I touch a bitch, turn her on like a laptop

[Post-Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]

I count dead niggas and I smoke dead niggas

We fill his head with lead, my lil' hitters slide like sled, nigga

I drop bread on your head, nigga, they give me your head

Nigga play and he lay in his deathbed, fresh to death, he a dead man

[Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas]

My shooters try knock off his fro'

Bitch, we probably smokin' your bro

Public figure, I stay with a pole

Don't inhale it, we blowin' the smoke

Triple K, I'm cutthroat

We tryna hang a nigga by a rope

Nigga, go get fixed, you broke

They know I stay with that stick, it poke, uh, uh

They know I stay with that fire

Ain't no cap in my rap, ain't no tellin no lies

And if I am, mother****er, I'm flyin'

Diss me in your trap, bitch, rapper, you dyin'

Bust-down Rollie, I can't tell the time

We double-back like press rewind

I don't **** with these niggas, they pickin' sides

Ain't doin' a show if I can't bring my stick inside (On gang)

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]

We spazz out, my lil' youngins like to crash out

I'm talkin' spin in real life, play Black Ops

He rolled the dice with his life and he crapped out

I won't drop a diss, we whack opps

Chalk his body on the blacktop

We know he not what he rap 'bout

I touch a bitch, turn her on like a laptop

[Post-Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]

I count dead niggas and I smoke dead niggas

We fill his head with lead, my lil' hitters slide like sled, nigga

I drop bread on your head, nigga, they give me your head

Nigga play and he lay in his deathbed, fresh to death, he a dead man

[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]

Hit the block, spin it one more time

Caught my opps on the backstreet, took 'em out and I hit 'em one more time

I wish I could kill 'em one more time

It's all good 'cause his mama sufferin', she wish she could see him one more time

Ridin' in a steamer, bumpin' bone-crusher any nigga try to come for mines, get whacked

Young niggas in my hood, we don't say, "Blood", nigga, we say "Blatt"

Any nigga go against the gang, guarantee they gon' get whacked

I ain't gon' lie, had to cut my bitch off, put my shit on flat

Gotta keep a fully automatic, I'm a big dawg, I prefer that MAC

Yeah, I put in work 'fore I go to church, I took my shirt 'fore I go to work

I'm just like you, I gotta clock in, only difference is, I'ma shoot the clerk

Young nigga, he gon' shoot you first, I'ma shoot you second

I'm the last nigga you gon' see 'fore you leave this earth, lil' pussy

Shootouts in my neighborhood, paid in full, I'm a real killer, but I saved the hood

Warnin' on the gate, stay away from bulls, shoot him in the face, yeah

Free my nigga Dre, I wish they can do it, pussy-ass nigga got gunned down

Real OG in my nigga, speakin' on me, that'll get a nigga gunned down (Gang, gang)

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]

We spazz out, my lil' youngins like to crash out

I'm talkin' spin in real life, play Black Ops

He rolled the dice with his life and he crapped out

I won't drop a diss, we whack opps

Chalk his body on the blacktop

We know he not what he rap 'bout

I touch a bitch, turn her on like a laptop

[Post-Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]

I count dead niggas and I smoke dead niggas

We fill his head with lead, my lil' hitters slide like sled, nigga

I drop bread on your head, nigga, they give me your head

Nigga play and he lay in his deathbed, fresh to death, he a dead man