[Intro]
Whoop
(Sangre grande, sangre grande)
Huh
Huh, huh, huh, I get tired
Tired, huh
Hmm, tired
Uh (I got tracks on this)
[Chorus]
Huh, soon as I get tired of a ni**a, huh
I don't need no help, I'm gon' slide on that ni**a, huh, huh
Let me get him myself, huh
I got old choppers sittin' on the shelf, huh
Waitin' on they turn to make a pussy ni**a melt, huh
Heavyweight champ in my hood, got the belt
I'm a 55 ni**a, 5L, fu*k 12, I do
[Verse]
What I does
Everything 'bout my motherfu*kin' Bloods
Yeah, huh, it's 'bout us
And not a nan', not a thing get put above
Smoke a ni**a boots, left his socks in the chimney
Keep the Glock aimed at a opp top in the bity
I'm the top opp, tell them lamе ni**as bome get me
You know Whop bе done left your brains on your lil' sister
ni**a, yeah, bando a big-ass home
We both learned how to speak Spanish, we in that mode
El Chapo too, a Midget Mac with no backbone
Knock a letter off that ni**a name on his headstone
Uh, piss on your big homie grave
Piss off the rest of your homies 'round this b*tch not doin' a thing
Huh, paid for my ice, ni**a never took a thing
And dealt with some snakes, should've never been in they lane
Ain't gotta speak on the aftermath
'Cause every ni**a involved with it felt pain right after that
Ye gon' flip the house in two days, he an acrobat
ni**a caught a Smitty in LA, he ain't ask for that
Banned another ni**a from my city, he ain't been here since
I be in the state countin' cake, stay booked up there
Tried to clout chase 'bout a play, don't make no sense
The main reason your boss ain't fu*kin' with you, actin' like he don't care
For the last time, fu*k a damn slime
I'm cap, say it every time it cross my—
I'm cap, I'ma say it every time it cross my mind
Know it's that, I ain't humble if you cross my line
Mari told me let you b*tches know I stand on business, huh
ni**a tried to tag me out, I shot him in his pivot, huh
Caught a war wound, that's why I been coverin' my finger
Lame ni**a lost a leg, he can't even linger, huh
If he just stayed a lil' bit longer, I'd be undefeated, huh
In my opinion, it's a draw, I gave him what he needed
He ain't get what he want, but we had both walked away bleeding
I mean he walked away limping, I hopped in the E-lade with my people, huh
Sick house in the 'burbs, ain't show—
Sick house in the 'burbs, ain't had to show my neighbors I'll get even
That sh*t that happened in the A was two years ago, better not believe 'em
Got to know your baby still was out cold, I'm anemic, huh
Nan' ni**a off Earth ever treated me like a lick, son
Nan' ni**a off Earth ever treated me like he was a demon
Huh, nah, ni**a, uh
Shoe was on the other foot, if I upped the gun, I'd've squeezed it
Huh, the FN that I had, that was they sh*t, huh
Never had no CC-dub that I could take with me
At the same time, still reach when they play with me
Did what the fu*k I had to do so I could stay livin'
Ain't no ni**a pull no blick on me when I went next door
It was already out, I asked him, "What's that for?" Huh
Not a goddamn thing, for sure, huh
Dumped the mag, drop another four for sure, huh
Like let me tell the truth while I'm up in this booth
Another ni**a paid a ni**a, didn't have sh*t to do with Skub
Me and Wuan was in Miami by our damn self
Your ass wasn't into this, I had to give them boys hell
But I ain't cry for no pity, I just got busy
My family know just how the fu*k I'm rockin', ain't no b*tch in me
Never got stripped, you can ask the b*tch that was with me
Stood on my ten, you can ask my ni**a Carlos Miller, huh
And free that goofy boy out them cells
Send his ass to heaven right after I give him hell
Huh, been got equal, over-even, put it on Maquell
Rest in peace to Frozonee and welcome home Lil Dell
Rest in peace to O Block, Lil Block, and BT
RIP to Lil Jaylen, Marciano, and Whites, BIP
Iced up with the pipes at the studio, VIP
Lil Blood go where I go, he don't need ID, huh
Huh, we don't— listen
We don't, huh, party with the public, no way
Let a ni**a ho me in person, no way
Go home, Roger, go away (Go home, Roger)
Just lame-ass, lyin'-ass, cappin'-ass, rappin'-ass ni**as
Ain't nobody ever performed no diss song while I was in the building
When I pulled up, them ni**as was not in the building
I came a hundred deep, Skuba is not a civillian
I was testin' my might, tryna see how they was feeling
fu*k I need a dressing room for if I'm at the brib?
Playin' with my name at the crib, he not tryna live
Uh, I knew that and he know that
Huh, ain't even got room for no jokes, huh
So tell me where the fu*k some disrespect gon' go at
Do the exact same thing if I had the chance to go back
Huh, but I know it ain't no time traveling machine
I'm too old for that, huh, I'm too grown for that, huh
I'm just sayin', I be right here where the poles at
Pop an opp, pop a Perc', nah, not no Prozac, duh
[Chorus]
Soon as I get tired of a ni**a, huh
I don't need no help, I'm gon' slide on that ni**a, huh, huh
Let me get him myself, huh
I got old choppers sittin' on the shelf, huh
Waitin' on they turn to make a pussy ni**a melt, huh
Heavyweight champ in my hood, got the belt
I'm a 55 ni**a, 5L, fu*k 12, I do