Lyrics:
The motherfuckin' bullets fly by, be blinded
It's a helluva war so motherfucker bring it on bitch
Hell yeah, we been ready for da longest
Who you gonna caome wit
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
the million dollar question, what, what, what
When you're not at home, where do you go, I wanna know.
CHORUS: OooYa Wit, OooYa
Pass dat Db
Pass dat G3C
Yea pass dat Db
Rock that shit out here
Yeh Yeh Yay
Im wit' real steppers
Fry yo' ass like lemon pepper
I just killed
gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what? Think I'm tryna get me a nut
Just 'cause honeys wanna give me the butt, what
I'm politicking
me
Or get slit bitch you couldn't slip nothin' by me
Try me and I'll pop shots like I'm supposed to
I'm from the field where the covers are
damage done, yeah ya man numbed by the fight here
Popped a pill, now, less feeling like light beer
Still, I'm just trying to say what's on my heart to you
No matter how thug you be, you boring me, but i just gotta love you mo
give you what you came here for, hit it and i’m done wit it
i got a lil thug
round in the civic
I'm so Southside like diddy
Money long I know I get it
Hit em wit it get em wit it
All my niggas wit me really wit it
Really wit it
bullets slangin
we love that bangin
so look here mayn Don't come here wit that bullness
cause if you start to actin hard I'm gon have to pull this
a full
niggas greasy because I'm built like that
Bury niggas easy 'cause they get kiled like that
If you ain't in it wit me than you in my way
But either
back on me
I let that karma get em
This lil bxxxh tried to play wit me
I let that karma hit her
I don't know how you get down
But i don't play around
It's a fuckin warzone out here dog
Double X
Oh my gawd is that Cloud?
By the way
By the way
They tryna hit my line by the way
I do this all the time
I bet you stay up in the mirror
Can't have a ol' man
Man how could he put up wit ya?
Everybody jumpin' in the picture tryna get ya
When it comes
like Toni Braxton
cnd I think most of these rappers should stick to fashion
Ya
Hit em with a semi automatic when I'm in it
I can tell you fake as fuck
like Toni Braxton
And I think most of these rappers should stick to fashion
Ya
Hit em with a semi automatic when I'm in it
I can tell you fake as fuck
I walked in the function smellin like a hundon
Lookin like some Munyon
Smellin like she want some
Oh you got a friend wit you too who yo plus
One
Oh
'Cause when they catch me without my heat, and I'm thuggin'
In tha streets and I'm rollin'
Thuggin' by the deadliest G's, you can't fuck wit us
Played by me, there's no rules
True wit and grit and everything I do
As I name tag pop under everything I drew
So vivid within them studios, I'm Michael
' it, walk wit' it, I'm no gimmick
(Yeah!) Twenty twelve, there be no games
Real rap, real bars, I'm not playin'
Haters y'all lame, you a Missy fan
a motherfuckin' goddess
I'm the only man who know what to do wit that
Have you ever had yo pussy ate
By a mouth full of diamonds (yeah)
Ima make ya toes curl till
a couple blocks
(all that man, I need a fo, a deuce)
It started in that temp, flippin' mid's by them O-Z's
On the hill wit that shit from a custom
Oh, I think they like me
Oh I think they like me when they heard me on the other one
So its only right that I hit you wit another one
Oh I think
finally came
Brought to you by Murder Dog Magazine, Magazine?
Magazine like my street
15 years in the game and I still ain't reach my peak
Be on the look
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