What the fuck is you jackin'
Niggas got sicks we always pistol packin' (Bow)
Nigga whats crackin'?
Bow bow bow, Bullet holes all in his jacket (Jacket)
I got a hitta with snipers and pistols
And he keep the automatics (Matics)
Caught that nigga lackin' on the back street
With the heat, Nigga thats tragic (Yuh)
We ridin' we huntin' for you lil nigga
So don't bother sending me the addy (Nah)
Oh that's yo daddy in the cadi?
Cook his ass up his brains look like beef patties (Boom, Boom)
Saw the nigga on the news they took his jews, yo gang goin' out sadly
Green dots on his back he ain't even know
You can tell that he ain't ready (Nah, Nah)
He a automatic opp if the nigga ain't part of my circle (Gang!)
Send shots to his legs I'm makin' him hop he start doing do hurdles
(I'm makin' em jump!)
Niggas dick sucking but I understand why them niggas really hate me (Yuh, Yuh)
Cuz I'm gettin' the bucks, Pull the racks out now his bitch wanna fuckin' date me
I'm in the stu by myself, I'm turnt the fuck up
I don't need a soul (No!)
He talkin' crazy, Choppa shut his bitch ass up
Put him under control (Bow, Bow Bow)
The winter be hot the blick just fire em' up when the weather get cold (Get cold)
Sum nigga just called me talking hella crazy and I put him on hold
If my dog need a pistol, I'm sliding it to em' every time, Nigga no problem (Nah)
The opps ain't safe out here, I call they goofy ass some broken ass condoms (Condoms)
Pussy niggas tried to hit the corner actin' like i ain't saw them (Yuh!)
It's all good though cuz I promise ima mother fuckin' cross em (Boom!)
What the fuck is you jackin'
Niggas got sicks we always pistol packin' (Packin')
Nigga whats crackin'?
Bow bow bow, Bullet holes all in his jacket (Yuh, Yuh)
I got a hitta with snipers and pistols
And he keep the automatics (I keep em' keep em')
Caught that nigga lackin' on the back street
With the heat, Hold up hold up (Wait!, Wait!)
What the fuck is you jackin'
Niggas got sicks we always pistol packin' (Packin')
Nigga whats crackin'?
Bow bow bow, Bullet holes all in his jacket (Yuh, Yuh!)
I got a hitta with snipers and pistols
And he keep the automatics (Bow, Bow, Bow!)
Caught that nigga lackin' on the back street
With the heat, Nigga thats tragic (Yuh, Gang)
Gang gang gang nigga
Bow, bow bow
Niggas got sicks we always pistol packin' (Bow)
Nigga whats crackin'?
Bow bow bow, Bullet holes all in his jacket (Jacket)
I got a hitta with snipers and pistols
And he keep the automatics (Matics)
Caught that nigga lackin' on the back street
With the heat, Nigga thats tragic (Yuh)
We ridin' we huntin' for you lil nigga
So don't bother sending me the addy (Nah)
Oh that's yo daddy in the cadi?
Cook his ass up his brains look like beef patties (Boom, Boom)
Saw the nigga on the news they took his jews, yo gang goin' out sadly
Green dots on his back he ain't even know
You can tell that he ain't ready (Nah, Nah)
He a automatic opp if the nigga ain't part of my circle (Gang!)
Send shots to his legs I'm makin' him hop he start doing do hurdles
(I'm makin' em jump!)
Niggas dick sucking but I understand why them niggas really hate me (Yuh, Yuh)
Cuz I'm gettin' the bucks, Pull the racks out now his bitch wanna fuckin' date me
I'm in the stu by myself, I'm turnt the fuck up
I don't need a soul (No!)
He talkin' crazy, Choppa shut his bitch ass up
Put him under control (Bow, Bow Bow)
The winter be hot the blick just fire em' up when the weather get cold (Get cold)
Sum nigga just called me talking hella crazy and I put him on hold
If my dog need a pistol, I'm sliding it to em' every time, Nigga no problem (Nah)
The opps ain't safe out here, I call they goofy ass some broken ass condoms (Condoms)
Pussy niggas tried to hit the corner actin' like i ain't saw them (Yuh!)
It's all good though cuz I promise ima mother fuckin' cross em (Boom!)
What the fuck is you jackin'
Niggas got sicks we always pistol packin' (Packin')
Nigga whats crackin'?
Bow bow bow, Bullet holes all in his jacket (Yuh, Yuh)
I got a hitta with snipers and pistols
And he keep the automatics (I keep em' keep em')
Caught that nigga lackin' on the back street
With the heat, Hold up hold up (Wait!, Wait!)
What the fuck is you jackin'
Niggas got sicks we always pistol packin' (Packin')
Nigga whats crackin'?
Bow bow bow, Bullet holes all in his jacket (Yuh, Yuh!)
I got a hitta with snipers and pistols
And he keep the automatics (Bow, Bow, Bow!)
Caught that nigga lackin' on the back street
With the heat, Nigga thats tragic (Yuh, Gang)
Gang gang gang nigga
Bow, bow bow
( Lilroc23 )
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