40 Bars

*Adlibs* Izzy Look... Aint near nigga snatch a chain or jewel on me yet, ice ice baby on me drippin VVS, No drive by hop out walk down on em like steps said that Nigga bleeding ima put him the test , big crip , throwing up the six point 5th, me and bro got 30’s that’s a 60 like nip . But trip ima the biggest Lil homie you’ll get but I move like an OG you know I’m with the shits Sambo Big blood you know a nigga clean with the shit All they bodies on my name bitch I mean that shit Let a nigga touch this chain you gone die in this bitch , I got bloods and some crips and GD’s in this bitch Nigga don’t think you street cause you jumped in this industry Chain on ya head make my young nigga finish you Make a big dawg move I’ll send the whole click at you He sweet for some pussy I’ll send my Lil bitch a dude Jay fizzle Watch I double right back on me Make em hop take a second up and hit the gas on em f’n on my side and the draco in my bag Gotta Hunnit thousand in my suit if a nigga taking cash money Young nigga throwing signs like a death sentence I’m nigga sending stick At ya big homie Chop sticks with the hunnit gotta kick on it Swear that I’m Strap ain’t no nigga talking shit from me Yfn Kay Uh......whole lotta gang bangers on the guest, it’s a celebration I just dropped a Deuce put It in the plastic now that lamination Gotta em off at the shell station , gotta lotta gas bags waiting Hope I make the L Tran baby or ima have to take It , make a nigga leave the crib naked Smash the wall leave the crib vacant So hard like the pavement , still stand down for my payments Young crazy Yuh yuh Ay crazo damn!!! Do we gotta problem , we the one showed them young nigga how to rob em We was stunting in Vegas no 4 times Nigga this 4 line , real I mean go time On huntas He run up on me make em front flip I pop a 30 sober I dont need 1 pill Everybody momma in ya hood hateya bitch ass Cause you the reason everybody son killed Make niggas sit down when the whole gang stands up A bro just dropped ya buddy go pick ya mans up , this bitches still depends on me like it’s tampons And we ain’t aiming at legs , we aiming at damn son Izzy That glizzy left at nine and shot em before him leave Pull on ya block and turn that bitch to a horror scene, hold up that bitch that you love she a whore to me . Pull up like Uber eat boy what that Order be , Boy what that order C cripping I switch It up. All of this weight a fork lift gotta pick It up , shot in the car like Tupac ima hit em up , give a fuck if that boy buck choppas hit him up Sambo I really breed niggas , Bullets tips looking Lil red nigga All my friends in my pockets really dead nigga Any show a nigga rock I got my led on me Bitch I want the big beef , pull up on a nigga street carry a street sweep barrier so high like he caught him a dope Fein Ain’t never have a home for him , mind taking yours either Jay fizzle Yuh I don’t fuck with these rappers Really they bitches and niggas be hoein head Glock on my pocket for yo ass who play the shit, I’m up on you bitch hoe go run and talkative I bust the oop because that nigga he broke as hell , bust down my watch like a pack came through the mail. My pockets blue see my left pocket full of kill, my lil niggas stickas shit running shit now it’s hell Yfn Kay This a pop up shop on the oop block Then we pop up the oop top The car rental gonna have to mop the slop I hope he got a whole box of chop Choppa gonna slide em There go the red dot Big killer handing out head shots Never gone sit on the feds clock Serving you fresh out my mans clock Young crazy Ay .. pack touch down and It stink like 50 boy Man I just came to the A and copped 50 of em enough shots in this ARP to make 50 run You went to your block and get claimed like 50 son my niggas still make you hide your jewels like A dolph, real choppas show a waiter how to get the plate off , I’m the one that showed niggas how to get the shake off, ay Izzy fizzle sambo killa let’s take off