HIt or Miss 2 (Freestyle)
Charisma & Marz Drippy
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Shots flying it's another dead Me and Drip tucking, not for internet If i want it on me ima have it on me If i got it on me, then it's in your head We was never fed, school of Columbine Diamond chasing niggas now it's dotted lines We can never trip when the dollars fly Whether hit or miss a nigga gotta die If Niggas ain't down to ride I could come in there dolo and I'll let them choppas fly I don't wanna homicide But if niggas keep playing then somebody gotta die Feel like Mike Jack when I beat it My finger itching to squeeze it Get to ootin like Gilbert Arenas And we still alive still undefeated Drippy with me while i'm rizzing her up He take for the team so he cool with her friend Shit getting better for me You keep yelling out we Coulda swore you was fluent in French Red dot head top shoot wit a lens Next stop rest stop you in the ends Nigga was thinking of leaving but looks is deceiving He breathing so hit em again Don't go running and don't go tripping We is not worried bout no opposition Not beefing with niggas got no pot to piss in I ball like Mcgrady but not on the Pistons More like Orlando I'm boutta take off like a rocket Ya bitch was moving like a fan bro I got 40 thousand in my pockets Nigga just stop it we break the door no knocking Pull up like 12 no Stockton Pray we don't pop in Shoot and don't miss or you give me no option You better hope we don't pull up and drop shit I gave her back now she saying I'm toxic I gave her back now she saying I'm not shit Who next on the hit-list? Only time Chris miss Niggas was riding on sleds with stockings I teach you the difference I'm on a mission, you inefficient, my body different Your body missing, cooking it up I'm in the stu, you in the kitchen Mag hit his hair, lift the extensions I'ma need space, i'ma need distance Chill with the face, I don't need kissing No touching my bag it's a limit edition Imma make niggas get in they cardio Playboy make em see red like i'm carti tho Put a M on his head like he Mario When this shit come on you turn up the audio Like charisma who fuckin with us? no one Hadda do it again cuz we spazzed on the old one I hadda flip me a pack I sold one I hadda pop me a perc I'm on one Gritty day a more gritty night, I'm from grant My niggas are moving on any night GDM nigga welcome to city life I'm just different cuz really i'm really nice Saks up, drill wit amiris I'm really fly Traps up, pull up with 9 and da 45's Back up, I need some space like a gigabyte Act up, last thing you see is a beam of light It's a lock on the door drippy what we gon do? We gon break thru the window and hop thru the room Ima sneak thru the errrrr the door feeling loose Automatic or burst, we sending out 2 His alarm going off man he better hit snooze Now I think he awake but he don't got a clue Put the stick to his head now he looking confused Then I pull on the trigger all you hear is
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Written by: Chris Whyte, Ice Win Jr., Marsten Davis Jr.
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