Young Chris - The Closure lyrics

[Verse 1] Out on the strip with no fear You n***as wouldn't come near Been in this b**h for some years New n***as couldn't compare K47 in possession sh** that'll knock down a bear Ringing their bell we be giving them hell If catch them in jail you'll get knocked into [?] Big bulldog with a clutch [?] How a n***a feeling when the trust gone Can't get caught up with the [?] hands Man you n***as better watch what you puff on When that sh** start hopping out the AK n***as taking sh** down n***a mayday Man I hop on these beats for my dawgs in the streets To the cells I'mma send them that J pay Big bank roll in my cargos Ride fleet ship looking like a car show [?] hit the streets n***a shining Forty four millimeter no diamonds [?] fly sh** with my espy Gold buckle all on my Giuseppes Brought the whole crew down to fountain blue You better hide your boo we on them jet skis Stay above water, rich like Porter A n***a dial him for the quarter Can't come short got to have every penny straight cause every dollar for my daughter I'm at the border main for my snorter mains I take a trip out to Florida A couple gallons main of that [?] main [?] water Young n***a on so they want to f** now Get a new watch get this sh** busted down Out in California f**ing with Jaccpot Got a couple zips so a n***a touchdown See who tough now when them n***as rush down And kick in your door b**h you better hush down b**h I keep my sh** loaded up with enough rounds I put on for my city I rep for my town We gon' lay them n***as down main Down main, got an ak and a four pound main [?] on the beach a whole quarter in the streets Got a judge take your life sit 'em down main Can't stop won't stop get down main We don't love these hoes we love the pound main We like Snoop and Daz we like to rough it up, trying to f** us up right now main Where them hoes at, bring them girls in If she f**ing the world cause she f**ing it up with her girlfriends Crack that 'tron open, you got weed then curl it then I got Hennessy I got plenty weed a n***a drunk as f** and I'm in them trees I got a drumstick hanging out the oozie Get you p**y n***as wetter than Jacuzzi I got extra clips for the extra scrips and finna check the strip and make a movie Cold lawyer just to bump the case Cartridges for more coffin space Forensic files more caution tape Hold you n***as down take it off the waist murder murder Murder swear its murder when we catch them Got them choppers coppers and I'm running down [?] Murder I swear to God I want revenge And I won't rest until they dead I put this sh** on all my friends