Blaaw!
Verse 1:
n***a who you think you f**in' with?
You ain't no k**er i put slugs in n***as opposite leg to get my skrilla
Does a blackflip pull out my gat and blow your a**
Twenty paces nine millimeter slugs up in they faces
Ain't no n***a living alive that could vibe
And have me caught up in some bullsh** i eat your a** up with the full clip
The giggidy giggidy giggidy gangster from the eastside of the bay
Ballin' outta the hooptie with the 50 clip a.k. blaaw!
n***as don't wanna f** with me
Infared was up in your eye when you rolled up to me
I have one bullet up in the chamber ready to put your a** to rest
You was strapped with a bullet proff vest and it still went through your chest
You fail to realize the size you f**in' with a k**er
Boss mobster known to be effective figure (x5)
Hook:
Don't cry when me bleed ya, lr n***a don't let me break you down (x3)
Verse 2:
Don't be f**in' with my emotions playa
Cause a n***a will cut your balls off and feed 'em to you
I'd love to do you with this big a** tech to get motherf**in' respect
Woo-ha put your a** in check
Leavin' you hoppin' down the street with half your a** hangin' up off your
Back
So hold your motherf**in' nutsack i'm off the yack n***a
Put your dead homey up in my seat
Open up the door and throw his a** out on the concrete
See you can't f** with a k**er though
You catch me bailin' parlayin' but i have to blast at you n***a though
Keep it on your a** on the slundin' with the beenie
Keepin' you motherf**ers two dollars short of a martinee
I'm a straight soldier motherf**in' player shotcaller boss baller
Poppin' muy f**in' collar hopin' you n***as is feelin' me cause i'm born
To die
Catch me runnin' in handcuff don't ask me why
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Verse 3:
Circular game for murderers coke dealers and deez
Gotta get my uzi for n***as that got that love for me
Gotta pay my dues in this sh** can't get the game for free
So at the age of 14 a motherf**er was slangin' d
And i've been gang related ever since i came out the womb of my mama
Readly for the motherf**in' drama
Seen this cherokee they start shootin' this bike
Will see i hopped out of the hooptie to take they motherf**in' life
Got to bustin' apon they a** with the 4-4 watchin' 'em flee
Harder to k** than your average motherf**in' g
Suprise n***as i got you co*ked up in sight
And im hopin' i got your punk a** won't be makin' home tonight
You cryin' homie that on the reala n***a you fail to realize the size
You f**in' with a k**er
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