Chronic Dro - Warning Shots lyrics

[Intro] Don't let me get hold of the mic, uh Don't let me, don't let me [Verse 1: Chronic Dro] Who's this? Walking around stupid and ruthless That's me, talking with a potty mouth, useless Yeah I'll be smoking pot 'til I'm old and toothless Boy he's sure the cutest, standing at five foot Tooting his own horn, beating off to p**no b**hes Late at night when my nuts was itching Disgusting right, least I got balls to admit it Least I didn't pose with a fitted cap when it was rad Fads never caught my eye as a lad, that's for f*gs Like when you wearing a bathing ape now Give it twenty years to bleed itself out Where you trendy boys at now? Give a holler! Because I'm still a baller, popping my collar I'm on a plain and I can't complain about nothing My style is too hot and none of you touching It takes more than a flow to get some blog lovin' [Hook] Get too close and it's ra-ta-ta-tat Y'all n***as better fallback Get too close and it's BLUH BLUH BLUH [Verse 2] That's the sound of the police, never met one who polite Them flashing lights got me thinking about dropping out I'll still find a way, I'll still find a way Rubbing my temples hoping the noise goes away Chitter chatter over what doesn't matter Pipe down children, that ego getting fatter Start taking up my space, spray that look off your face Stop picking up the faith, carry too much of that weight Drop everything you blowing out proportion Look into the eyes of a merciless mercenary Tell me I'm not the greatest in motion right now Everywhere I go there's raised eyebrows Like reach up and touch the sky, get cha mind high Elevate and don't hesitate, if you aim you better shoot Because a k**er don't think, he commits Best believe I don't miss, I don't miss [Hook] Get too close and it's ra-ta-ta-tat Y'all n***as better fallback Get too close and it's BLUH BLUH BLUH [Verse 3] Viagra tab in my ear, I'm listening hard for signs Of life on the radio, this f** n***a ratio too high I have to step in and settle the situation Quick off the blocks with sort of hesitation son And when the dust settle you'll know I'm on different level Flashing heavy metal on my waist band Smoke anyone backwards like fourteen grams While the beat still pounding in my head I can not get enough, no such thing as runner up Before you know it summer's up To sum it up I am the end all, be all Voice have a hundred feet moving, human centipede They got their hands together hoping they sentence me The biggest threat since nasty Nas to Jay Z Hater talk only praise me, lead bullets only graze me If you don't love it then go ahead and hate me