Lyrics:
like 16
Now I got 16 clips and I spit clean
Matter fact Imma need 24
Ready for war
At anytime
Young boy on a heavy grind
I've got things on my mind
Made you look
Hi
Don't call me a friend if we ain't
Breaking ends
I don't need clout, keep your ojos in Your head
Made you look
Made you look
Made you
sexual activity
Let me get turned out by three skank freaks if I don't bust to
the utmost of my ability
Take my head if I say it and don't feel it
Stop
man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea
Bronze like bullets
Wrapped around shoulder
M16 is loaded with power
The almighty one
Won't protect you
Target's on your head
They want revenge too
in the head
By an R9, I'll just get off instead
Fuck you Respawn
Why'd you make such a dogshit game?
Get your SBMM up to speed
Ain't nobody gonna play
still look fly
Dancin' as we shootin' up
And lootin' just to get by
(Ha) with your feet on the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick
can't ride passenger
Club hit maybe put me in that caddy
Dysfunction we needed a kickback badly
Probably over your head like a roundhouse
You keep ducking
through you
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position and destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough, your
time I got locked up by my third case I was in the worst place
Felt like doing my part to increased the murder rate had my kids had a late by hod
Intro: Instrumental (8 Bar’s)...
Verse 1: Alucard (Rapped 16 Bar’s):
I been in a strong winter sleep frozen by snow,
The icy flow so cold you’ll get
school[00:28.50]Hit my homie what's the move[00:29.82]We ain't got nothing to do[00:31.02]So we stay by[00:32.19]Hope I came right[00:34.37]And now I'm just
Ran off on the plug, they tryna hit me with embezzlement
Monster in the deep, but I feel better in my element
Cuban 16 ounces. when I see em, I see
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
licorice lip balm.
FATHER BILL:
Your lips look severely burnt.
UNCLE WALTER:
Dino Sore’s big baby blues pierced him through and through, causing him
achoo
Sneezing and pleasing, on your ear, verbal easing
Chocolate flows then drips down through your nose
Between your legs, I bend your head with beer
the gold medallion
That hangs around a neck on a old italian
[Chorus]
Scram kid your new to me you bother (that's right its bumpy knuckles)
Cause I
the gold medallion
That hangs around a neck on a old italian
[Chorus]
Scram kid your new to me you bother (that's right its bumpy knuckles)
Cause I
I can tell by the look in your eyes
That halo on your head is just a disguise
You like to walk on the wild side it seems
What kind of devil do you
niggas put fear in my heart
We only fear going broke
And none of you niggas put fear in my heart
We cut your head by the throat
Never would hang with you
corners through your shit we on a headhunt
Huh oh i thought a broke nigga said something
We gone ball out in this bitch until the feds come
Everytime i load
man
And he'll grab you by the head and squeeze until it pops
And shake your motherfuckin neck until your head flops
'cause I'm runnin with the beaoch
Come to my crib you an Intruder[00:13.66]Grab on the thirty i let off them shots[00:15.49]Head to the kitchen you lackin[00:16.70]Stab in your gut
Said your a king
So I'm coming for your head top
Line him up with the red dot
Boom
Now your a head stone
Fought with your chest tho
Honestly i warn't
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