S.A. Smash - Clout lyrics

[Camu Tao] When I'm in the house n***as better watch your step Cause you really don't know where the Glock is kept Robbery in progress, Count the money I round weight, young punks that be acting ugly We got guns by the trunk load, n***a watch out Evil b**hes with a snub-nose robbing your house If you want to start beef I'll supply you now Take your [?] body to the street and tie it down And have cars run over rib, Blood all over sh** Tire tracks all over kid And take your buddys to a shooting range Make you wanna do some thangs Make you wanna switch and make them k** you quick Cause Camy's in the fast lane, Making n***as act strange When I hate [?] when n***as trip Cause its really getting serious, n***as feeling inferior When b**hes wanna hang out and hug the dick, n***a Let me explain, think you know, you have no idea Read my diary, you'll get hot and burn off ears When I advance to the next round, mouths are open Set fire to your tour, leave your houses smoking [Hook] Get that clout Come on everybody if you in that south- Side of the building you can feel that shiet Smoke another blunt if you can feel that shiet n***as n***as n***as in the club, they dump but so what Girl at the crib, of course she hang up Cops on the blocks with questions, It ain't us Stay up and stay tough, get your game up [Metro] Now that everybody rhyme, its time to battle for souls Start a single file line and pay me after the show The monster in me conquered over half of the globe With an attitude like that will get you clapped in the dome To me that a**ume you like the sound of shattering bones Ya devil stay diving to a hazardous zone My intentions are infected and I'll pa** it along For the cash like ashing the bone. that's what I'm on But we know this sh** is more than lyrics wrapped in a song Another hustle, you asking if the pa**ion is gone Mother f** you and that watered down rapping you on b**h Hype n***as smoke crack to this one Fake n***as practice packing a gun I'm lashing the tongue Decapitating ligaments, I'll laugh when its done The aggravated immigrant, African son Smoke a blunt with you punk and put a staff in your lung [Hook] [Skit]