What U ****** Thought

What U ****** Thought

Gots some Bill like *****es on the under

Tryin to keep it on the slunder 'cause I made you wonder

If I was down 'cause I rap, now what that mean?

I'm bouts to raise up out the hood & leave my 17

Shot glock on the block like I want peace

The only peace I'm gon' get is when I'm deceased

(So you still punkin) Yeah if I got to

Trigger finger itchin & I just might pop you

Glock to a mutha****in head in the 9-5

(Oh, so you gon' buck 'em down just so you can stay alive)

I thought you knew, but these fools keep crossin me

And I be feelin' like the devil got lost in me

When I flash

(So ***** you a killa)

Mamas & babies, they say I'm crazy 'cause I give a

***** one chance not to **** wit me

'cause when you **** wit me, I gots to take your whole family

(Man you sick) Naw, I ain't got **** to lose

It ain't no rules, I been locked up in county blues

All they can do is send me to the pen with the locs

To get my yolks

And walk the yard with my folks

I'm gettin smoked

But the judge give me 25

When I get caught, I'mma blast

What U ****** Thought

(Kevin) (Celly)

1 - Bring the chalk (Bring the chalk)

Scrape the bodies off the asphalt

(Scrape the bodies off the mutha****in asphalt)

It's on when you're in my zone

What U ****** thought (What U ****** thought)

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(Celly)

(Man, you nationwide, why you still kickin' it?)

'cause niner ross got a 30 round clip in it

And we can take 10 paces then draw

'Fore you turn around, I take 2 & blow off your jaw

Ain't nothin fair in the hood

I dare a ***** to stare at the barrel of my hair pin trigga & square up

Watch his body flare up like some ?

Heart pumpin' Kool-Aid

Now he's sweet as sugar kane

(I thought you was quiet but now I see you in the violence)

Killas don't talk, real ****** move in silence

And I'mma silently creep up on these ****** slowly

And split the funeral money, ???

Homie don't ya know me?

I'm that ***** wit the weapons

Y'all can have them hoes, I'm thinkin **** the Smith & Wessons

Just feel my nuts and get to splittin half a bloody bath

Is what you get for crossin my path as I bail & laugh

(****** like you get smoked everyday)

I'm one of the walkin dead any-mutha****in-way

(I don't even trip when them fools be muggin me)

They wanna see the thug in me, dead with a slug in me

It's do or die, slip, creep or be crept on

Makin 'em swallow 32 hollow tips when the swept on

Rollin wit they heater

If fools get smoked, it ain't my fault

Plottin & catchin a mutha-****a slippin

What U ****** Thought

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(Celly)

(What they be thinkin when they see you creepin through the streets?)

They wanna split me, but they know I'm boxin wit my heat

And under my seat, it's in my lap, I got it cocked back

Whatever the destination, can't be loose

'cause they be peelin' caps

(Yeah, I feel you) Naw, I don't even feel myself

So quick to blast, I can't get smoked unless I kill myself

(Damn) I lost my mind when I bought my nine

Fill it up with a thirty round clip

Like thallon tips all on your blind

Say throwin them thangs

So fool, put your hands down

Bailin through your hood, then catch you slippin wit your pants down

'cause when you slip, you're put to sleep, it ain't no wakin up

I got these Betty Crocker ass ****** cakin up

Peakin out the window, smoked like indo

Smoked like ?

The **** that get you stuck when you see me raisin up outta the bush

(So you be creepin on the late night, right)

Naw, the best way to kill a ***** is in broad daylight

(Like dat) I thought you knew me but you went soft

Now it's 'bout time I cut your mutha-****in water off

Stompin in my steel-toes, bailin wit my H.I. double L. west ******

Puttin y'all to rest ******

Bring the chalk, scrape the bodies off the asphalt

It's on when you in my zone

What U ****** Thought

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