Yeah, check it out why'all. Firing Squad, n***a. (First Family)
Yeah, Firing Squad, n***a. Check it out. (First Family)
The name's Bill (What up Bill?)
I'ma semi-automatic addict for real
Before you test me
Know I feel that the impact from a gat when it kicks back is s**y
I put you motherf**ers back on the ?rip?
Tip and get the split in a n***a's sh**
(Ain't nothin changed) I take you motherf**ers back to 86
And get to dumpin off a clip
(You know the game) You want to test me? (You gotta)
Let your time be, there's a long line of n***as that's ready to wrong
me, I put my foot down firmly
Stick the nose of my gun in some sh** that don't concern me
And most dudes don't like the way I rap
The brown-skinned cat with a helluva fast step, yep
Berkuance, (Retreat!)
I would never be disconnected from these streets
Its deep, as the (ocean!) and my (potion!)
Is to (know when!) to spit fire, n***a *echoes*
The rules of the motherf**ing game
[Chorus]
Here it is: ghetto music (ROCK THAT!)
When it drop, if its proper (COP THAT!)
Cause some cats be fakin the move
In other words, breakin the rules! (STOP THAT!)
We make ghetto music (ROCK THAT!)
When it drop, if its proper (COP THAT!)
Cause some cats be fakin the move
In other words, breakin the rules!
Make way, b**h, I'm coming through
I'm Fizzy Wo dog, who the f** are you?
why'all n***as be, listenin to that false information
Here your ?-ation
Thugs know home team from the BK and move n***as
Run with them guns bust off like John Woo
Try to sabatoge the game, I'ma start somethin
Try to