Intro4oez

I told Lil rod to get ready we got problems I just put a hunnit rounds in up my choppa With that choppa I'm surgen I'm a doctor Fuck the other side we want problems 50 bands up on my neck and you ain't gon take nothing Stop CappN send my yungin shake something You flexing we gon take something You flinch and we gon spray something You got it and I got it let's go war bish let's shake something Yeaaaaaaaa That's on 4oe nem That's on cus That's on bro'em That's on gang That's on crip They gon go in Speaking code to the plug on the low end Ain't talking on the phone we don't know them Ain't talking on the phone we don't know them Knocking at the door like we owe them But Fuck it we don't know them Catch'em we load'em Zip'em we gon fold'em We chilling on the 4oe'nem wit bro'nem Bish you heard Gates I pray there I can lay there Bish ain't Lackin know I keep my K there Drum roll we don't play fair Bitch you know it stuck there Hop out like it warfare Beef and it stuck there Yeaaaaa I'm that nicca bish I been that Them racks bish umma spent That hit bish umma send that My young nicca gon send that Send shot yo crib at And won't stop til yo shit splash And niccas that's some big facts Believed dat You ever seen that round bust up out that Drizzy Have you ever seen dat fire burst out that glizzy And drum up in that bish it hold bout 50 I told Lil rod squeeze until it empty Bad yellow bish and a chocolate friend If her head good guarantee I Fuck again Allah umma sin again Speak up on the dead again Bish umma spin again Send shoots at yo crib again Reload and shoot again Yellow bish she eating dicC shorty like to choke on it Want smoke ain't speak on shyt Pull up we gon see bout dat Book for a show and get Zip Cus Bitch I live dat 4oe gang umma step bout Bitch you know im stepping That's on 4oe'em That's on cus That's on bro'em That's on gang That's on crip They gon go in Speaking code to the plug on the low end Ain't talking on the phone we don't know them Gang