Yung Buk - Unreleased Dope lyrics

(Sample x2, Chopped & Screwed) I pop-I popped that n***a Keepin that strap cause I got my reasons It's about huntin season Smoked, popped, and ya can't stop bleedin (Verse 1, Twista) Kick fly Chi sh**, you better act like it Let the venom get in 'em and then I holla Nah n***a nah, die n***a die Comin ta get 'em like a hollow I hit him up when I smoke the fie, n***a fie Catch you open on the song And tap into the tone like I been smokin on the bong Bustin at'cha dome Takin you out before you even clutchin at'cha chrome We like rushin up in ya home And I got my n***as showin love b**hes holla "get money" when they peepin us, roll up on them dubs Blowin ya brains when we throwin them thangs Betta go get'cha guh', cause n***as in my city pluck Act like I'm invisible when I bust this Go be lucious, creepin on 'em like a dark Cutla** Buck us, but we Lou Do' smokin Dutches Leave my enemy prayin to Churches on crutches Hard hitters, check out the town that God give us Brotha come with it are tryin'a be legit But gotta put the trip on the n***a to talk sh** 2000 we murderin, bustin some n***as dicks Steady give it to 'em til they sick Flow'll leave 'em swole, totally control 'em, to the kick You ain't even gotta hold 'em, betta act like you know 'em When you f** it wit act like it clique (Clique) Or the Mac might just spit Say you got my dogs faded? Then put it on yo family There the first, cause I know you mad me Real n***as say I'm cold, but the playa haters can't stand me Cause you know I gotta come raw Steady smokin that green, scope with the beam What was seen, what was saw Comin like a strap, at the dresser drawer It's over with, shut the sh** down motherf**as And that's law (Verse 2, Yung Buk) If a n***a think I'm wild, then I be wild And make 'em scream out "Uh-oh" See me through the blunt smoke If a n***a think I'm foul, then I be foul And bustin at the crowd and the door For the love of the dough Know it took a long time for this song Kick a long rhyme, but this song got my mind in the zone And these hoes on my line, get the tone Cause everytime I rhyme on the song, see the rhyme get 'em gone n***a Wild-Wild is the home, holla "south-side" in the song I'ma ride for my own, and you n***as can't get it For the red-cap and the fitted, n***as like to bang in this city Let it hang if you wit it, sippin on Tang' in the fifty Really ain't a thang, if you wit it Biiitch, act like it (Act like it)