Crash Out
Stunna 4 Vegas, Blac Youngsta
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(606, been in this bitch) Ayy, pussy what's up nigga? I'm at yo' motherfuckin' front door step (bitch) And I ain't deliverin' no newspaper Let's go, f*ck a nigga Uh, uh, uh (gang-gang) Uh (gang-gang) Uh (gang-gang) We spaz out (bitch), my lil' youngins like to crash out (come on) I'm talkin spin in real life, play Black Ops He rolled the dice with his life and he crapped out (stupid) I won't drop a diss, we whack opps (gang) Chalk his body on the black top (bitch, uh) We know he not what he rap 'bout I touch a bitch, turn her on like a laptop (uh, uh, uh) I count dead niggas (dead niggas) And I smoke dead niggas (uh, uh) We peel his head with lead My lil' hittas slide like sled, nigga (skrrt) I drop bread on your head, nigga They give me your head, nigga Nigga play and he lay in his death bed Fresh to death he a dead man My shooters try knock off his fro (baow) Bitch, we prolly smokin' your bro (ah-ha) Public figure I stay with a pole (uh) Don't inhale it we blowin' the smoke (uh, uh) Triple K, I'm cutthroat (bang) We tryna hang a nigga by a rope (come here) Nigga go get fixed, you broke (you broke) They know I stay with that stick it poke (uh, uh) They know I stay with that fire (uh-huh) Ain't no cap in my rap ain't no tellin' no lies (uh, uh) And if I am, motherfucka I'm flyin (uh-huh) Diss me in your trap, bitch rapper you dyin' Bust down Rollie I can't tell the time (uh) We double back like press rewind (uh) I don't f*ck with these niggas they pickin' sides (on God) Ain't doin' a show if I can't bring my stick inside (on gang) We spaz out (bitch), my lil' youngins like to crash out (come on) I'm talkin spin in real life, play Black Ops (come here) He rolled the dice with his life and he crapped out (stupid) I won't drop a diss, we whack opps (gang) Chalk his body on the black top (bitch, uh) We know he not what he rap 'bout I touch a bitch, turn her on like a laptop (uh, uh, uh, uh) I count dead niggas (I count dead niggas) And I smoke dead niggas (I smoke dead niggas, uh, uh) We peel his head with lead My lil' hittas slide like sled, nigga (skrrt) I drop bread on your head, nigga (bitch) They give me your head, nigga (get 'em right here) Nigga play and he lay in his death bed (uh) Fresh to death he a dead man (gang-gang) Hit the block, spin it one more time (skrrt) Caught my ops on the backstreet Took 'em out and I hit 'em one more time I wish I could kill 'em one more time Its all good cause his mama sufferin' She wish she could see him one more time Ridin' in a steamer bumpin' Bone Crusher Any nigga try to come for mines get whacked Young niggas in my hood, we don't say blood nigga we say blatt Any nigga go against the gang, guarantee they gone get whacked I ain't gone lie had to cut my bitch off, put my shit on flat (gang-gang) Gotta keep a fully automatic, I'm a big dog I prefer that MAC Yeah, I put in work fore I go to church (what else you do?) I took my shirt 'fore I go to work (and what else?) I'm just like you I gotta clock in Only difference is I'ma shoot the clerk (pew) Young nigga he gone shoot you first (brrt) I'ma shoot you second I'm the last nigga you gone see 'fore you leave this earth, lil pussy Shootouts in my neighborhood, paid in full I'ma real killer but I saved the hood Warnin' on the gate, stay away from bulls Shoot him in the face, he, yeah Free my nigga Dre, I wish they can do it Pussy ass nigga got gunned down (brrt) Real OG in my hood Nigga speakin' on me that'll get a nigga gunned down (gang-gang) We spaz out (bitch), my lil' youngins like to crash out (come on) I'm talkin spin in real life, play Black Ops (come here) He rolled the dice with his life and he crapped out (stupid) I won't drop a diss, we whack opps (gang) Chalk his body on the black top (bitch, uh) We know he not what he rap 'bout I touch a bitch, turn her on like a laptop (uh, uh, uh, uh) I count dead niggas (I count dead niggas) And I smoke dead niggas (I smoke dead niggas, uh, uh) We peel his head with lead My lil' hittas slide like sled, nigga (skrrt) I drop bread on your head, nigga (bitch) They give me your head, nigga (get 'em right here) Nigga play and he lay in his death bed (uh) Fresh to death he a dead man
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