Huh
Ayy, RIP Hamp nigga
You know you what it is, I'ma real 38 Baby
You hear me?
What y'all want?
Believe that
The preacher told him slow down, his mama said the same
He never knew that it was gon' turn out this way
Demon's eyes, ain't no love, he grew up 'round nothin' but thugs
He got some niggas he want dead because they went 'gainst the grain
Bitch, we gettin' at anything, who want problems?
We solve them with them choppas, better be careful whatchu' sayin'
If they don't call the laws, who gon' stop us?
We send shit to the doctor, bitch, we tryin' to kill you and your mans
I'ma tell you like this, bitch, how I'm supposed to, now my bros want to show you
Huh, you made a song now, what's that's gon' do?
How would you feel if a nigga tried to ho you?
I'ma tell you what I'm gon' do, I'ma put this pistol on you, leave you stretched how they was 'posed to
You mouthing like them hoes do, I bust your dome
Niggas wicked on that fuck shit, you gon' get it, boy I wrong niggas
I'm the sickest, he want smoke?
I kill the business, make it known, nigga
Put your ass to rest outside this fuckin' club like it's your home nigga
Facts, you act bad, we on your ass, we get you gone, nigga
Slatt, I say "blat," they blow the strap, you hit the ground nigga
Hold on now (Brr, boom, bow, boom, boom) makin' sounds nigga
Try and everybody die in the streets, ain't no wrong nigga
The preacher told him slow down, his mama said the same
He never knew that it was gon' turn out this way
Demon's eyes, ain't no love, he grew up 'round nothin' but thugs
He got some niggas he want dead because they went 'gainst the grain
Bitch, we gettin' at anything, who want problems?
We solve them with them choppas, better be careful whatchu' sayin'
If they don't call the laws, who gon' stop us?
We send shit to the doctor, bitch, we tryin' to kill you and your mans
Ain't no talkin' back to back, bitch I'ma show you
And I can put this on Boo, we gon wet up every block you try to run to
Them choppas get to clappin' when we come through
I'ma do some shit that Dump do
We gon' shoot up the whole car and pray we slumped you
Run down with the strap and knock off his cap, they know it's murder
You claim you a gangster, then catch a body what you worth for
Zip up everybody, that's what we hollerin', "It's a purge," for
They stepped on my nigga, that's what the fuck we been encouraged for
The preacher told him slow down, his mama said the same
He never knew that it was gon' turn out this way
Demon's eyes, ain't no love, he grew up 'round nothin' but thugs
He got some niggas he want dead because they went 'gainst the grain
Bitch, we gettin' at anything, who want problems?
We starve them with them choppas, better be careful whatchu' sayin'
If they don't call the laws, who gon' stop us?
We send shit to the doctor, bitch, we tryin' to kill you and your mans
If they don't call the laws, who gon' stop us?
We send shit to the doctor, ohh yeah
You know whatchu' sayin?
Don Dadda
Kill you and your mans
Huh?
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