Lyrics:
Backs on the wall
Blood on the floor
Come give me more
Keep walking
Cases pile on cases as they try to read my mental
I've been busy with the training,
come from, still gotta pack a gun
'Case some young motherfuckers wanna play dumb
I guess I live life forever jugglin'
But I'll be hustlin' 'til
the prison guard
And said to him with a grin
To shoot those deer
would be stupid, sir
We already got 'em right here
Why not just
lock the gates and keep them
get your behind off my couch and, do something, now I just stick to my bed and, keep getting bet,
No activities I, stay all by my business that's my
keep the chickenheads gobblin'
Shit I'm drivin' in, come with funk halogen
Terrorize your city, from the spliff committee
Kick ass 'til both
While you got set up I was hittin' your ex hoe
Shit I kept low, petro' your metro
Politic, keep the chicken heads gobblin'
Shit I'm drivin' in, come
keep the chickenheads gobblin'
Shit I'm drivin' in, come with funk halogen
Terrorize your city, from the spliff committee
Kick ass 'til both
fingas up
We hollerin SQAD UP nigga! SQAAAD UP!
You got a problem - tell 'em meat me by mine
You know the heat be by my nuts nigga
Man we can knuckle up
pipe leave her sore hips
Check it my vibes is enormous
Check out my ride It's a cordless
My rhymes will accredit your courses
I like 'em thick no need
town add it up gotta new amount
Flexin to hard they add u to the body count
Dooors closed by they self then she fell out Burberry frames seeing through
as leverage and got a refund
Young finesser
Keep yo soul and get the money ain't nothing better
Put yo team up on a play it'll come together
Go outside and get
me moving a brick a week
Murdered you if I had to, nigga I'm from the streets
And out here were playing for keeps, speak and you getting froze
Neck
keep me a K, fuck a kiss
Fuck a kiss
Imma shoot by myself no assist
Ayyy
My choppa gone hit, it won't miss
Won't miss
My choppa gone hit, it won't miss
Don't come around, tryin' to shop for cheap
Up the chop, let it bake, a nigga like a cake
If he come through the block, tryin' to play like it's sweet
heavy (hey!)
She had me feeling like she's ready to blow (watch out!)
Oh! (watch out)
She's saying, come get me (come get me)
So I got up and followed
back
Shoot my clips till they empty like the space between paragraphs
I'm on the hunt so don't come out, or somehow
I'll end up on the top you better
nigga
Sticking ya head up at a meter now you die how do ya figure
Acting hard with your Capri's on
I come out at the neck of the woods on ya ass nigga
tooted up, play
Watch me squeeze somethin'
Burn 'em down, burn 'em down
Burn 'em down he on fire, put him out
Now I'm higher, I'm off the ground
Ayy, tell
Got the bag I been had the boss swag
Watching over the hills niggas wave the white flag
Matte Gray Audi red rims call 'em Lou Boutins
Squad deep keep
to make it out
Woo! What a feeling
I couldn't sleep at night, in my bed I would keep a knife
Until I got a gun, where I'm from? They ain't believe in
Nasty Nas is a rebel to America
Police murderer, I'm causing hysteria
My troops roll up with a strange force
I was trapped in a cage and let out by
nobody was looking),
He cut out a pair of really, really nice wings, and he covered 'em thoroughly with foil . . . thoroughly with foil thoroughly with
bro and let em know what the hell went down
I got a new plug had to let em know I smoke by the pound
This bitch got disinfecting wipes the way she wipe
copy and then paste
Switching these flows i ain't come to play
It get cold gotta keep a flame
He say he got it ima let it bang
Like you ain't the only
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