Yeah, sticked up the worst way (Oh, Lord, Jetson made another one)
4L gang, nigga
Pull up gang
Got too many sticks, no runnin', knock ya leg down (Ooh)
We be aimin' for the temple, hold your head down (The truth)
You don't wanna beef with me, better get your bread up (Nothin' new)
You don't wanna beef with gang, better get that lead up (Uh-huh)
Nigga know what's up with us (Yeah), we don't give a fuck (Nah)
If you know you know, we will not give up, fuck (Nah)
Ooh, I like to get them niggas hit up, fuck yeah, yeah, yeah (Hahaha), yeah, word
You put your all into these bitches, I know (I know)
I put my all into my wrist, I know (I glow)
And now my trigger finger itchin', I know (I know it)
Don't make me smoke you like I'm smokin' my blunt (My blunt, nigga)
Last nigga tried to stomp, he got his ass rolled in my blunt (My blunt, nigga)
Last nigga tried to play tough, he got his head puffed up (Puffed up)
Last nigga tried to pull a bluff, he got his folk shot up (Shot up, my nigga)
Last nigga played with us, he got my dawg locked up (Well, damn)
These niggas be snitchin' and bitchin' when the gang pullin' up (Pull up)
Got these hoes itchin' and twitchin', Percocets on us (Oh yeah)
And the double cup, we sippin', another liquor, pour it up (Pour it up)
Shawty wanna drive the boat, I tell that ho, "Suck me up" (Ho, suck me up)
I be havin' a lotta of this shit, baby girl, I got that stuff (Got that stuff)
Nigga say he playin' with slime, he know he got me fucked up (Got me fucked up)
If I say it and I mention the word, that shit so up (Shit so up)
And it's stuck up, bet, ain't no comin' down, we pullin' right up (Pull up, gang)
Got too many sticks, no runnin', knock ya leg down (Ooh)
We be aimin' for the temple, hold your head down (The truth)
You don't wanna beef with me, better get your bread up (Nothin' new)
You don't wanna beef with gang, better get that lead up (Uh-huh)
Nigga know what's up with us (Yeah), we don't give a fuck (Nah)
If you know you know we will not give up, fuck (Nah)
Ooh, I like to get them niggas hit up, fuck yeah, yeah, yeah (Hahaha), yeah, word
Gas left, smash fast car, expensive nasty ho
And I got your ho, the stupid broad, she just give me throat
She just give me throat some more, let's go
Kick her out the door (Out the door)
Back to the door, you already know, gotta make some more (Make some more), yeah
I get it swangin', I get it swangin', I get it swangin' (Get it swangin')
Hid this dope in all the hinges and the feds already thinkin' (Already thinkin')
They won't do no competition, spin shit, no thinkin' (No thinkin')
Think you post up in my hood, like, "What the fuck is you thinkin'?" (What the fuck is you thinkin')
Like, "What the fuck is you bangin'?" (Huh), like, "What the fuck is you claimin'?" (Claimin')
Everybody know 'bout Slimeball and 4L gang, we dangerous (We dangerous)
Everybody know 'bout Slimeball shawty, somewhere out here stankin
Shawty have you lost and found, somewhere out here stankin', "Oh my God"
Got too many sticks, no runnin', knock ya leg down (Ooh)
We be aimin' for the temple, hold your head down (The truth)
You don't wanna beef with me, better get your bread up (Nothin' new)
You don't wanna beef with gang, better get that lead up (Uh-huh)
Nigga know what's up with us (Yeah), we don't give a fuck (Nah)
If you know you know we will not give up, fuck (Nah)
Ooh, I like to get them niggas hit up, fuck yeah, yeah, yeah (Hahaha), yeah, word
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