4 Shyt (feat. Head Youngin)

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This one for them youngins on the block Posted and gettin' money
This one for them youngins with a Glock Cocked ain't scared of nothin
Think he off of two lines of the drank The way my niggas slumpin
Took his brain off his body Since he think that he the dumbest

I pop perks and I'm scared of Xans They have my mouth wide
Ain't trippin' on no nigga, I'll start a riot
Suppressor on the K it make that bitch quiet
He was your opp, now he your brother, you switch sides
Sent him up up in the church, up in the hearse Like he got baptized

Got four hoes on the east, I had to get five
Say he rawwer then Jizzlemane man that bitch lying
Sicker than pneumonia glick up on me
Nigga flinch, he get put up in a coma like in Georgia how I dome em
And your bitch, she wanna f*ck, but I don't condone it
But shit, she can come dome me
I don't really need no homies, cause they phony

You can tell when he was 12, he was 12 By the way he love baloney
Chop scar your face, and I ain't talkin' Tony
Treat him like a child or young boy and leave him lonely
I keep it on me, it ain't no creepin' on me I'm all in public with this bitch, it ain't no secret, Homie

You say we beefin', homie
I'm bout to wake a nigga up for all that sleepin' on me
This one for them youngins on the block Posted and gettin' money
This one for them youngins with a glock cocked And I ain't scared of nothing
Think he off of two lines of the drank They way my nigga slumped  him
Took his brain off his body, since he think that he the dumbest
This one for them youngins on the block
Posted and gettin' money
This one for them youngins with a Glock
Cocked And I ain't scared of nothin
Think he off if two lines of the drank The way my nigga slumped him, took his brain off His body, since he think that he the dumbest

This one for them young niggas
Who clutchin', they don't give a f*ck
This one for them young niggas
Who up, but they gon' let it bust This one for them youngins
Getting money Stack it, put it up

We catch him out of bounds Lackin', know we gotta put him up
Ridin' in them rentals
Windows tinted, how we pullin' up
Hop out, chop city We paint the city
Like who won't smoke with us Nigga, this ain't no smitty

This a glizzy When I'm out in public
Know them hitters with me We ain't friendly, so watch how you mugging
Hop out, yeah, I'm thugging
You know them bad bitches love me
Right back to the money
Yeah, you know I gotta keep it coming

Know it's repercussions when you cross that line and f*ck it youngin
Hop out, get to bussin' he was talkin', but we ain't said nothin

This one for them youngin's On the block and postin' and gettin' money
This one for them youngin's With a Glock cocked  and ain't scared of nothin

Thank he off of two lines of the drank  The way my nigga slumped him
Took his brain off his body Since he think that he the dumbest
This one for them youngin's On the block and postin' and gettin' money
This one for them youngin's With a Glock cocked and ain't scared of nothin

Thank he off of two lines of the drank The way my nigga slumped him
Took his brain off his body Since he think that he the dumbest

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