Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, I'm with this shit, know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy, I brought that old shit, hold on, watch this
One, I'ma keep this shit gangsta, body for body, these niggas know I ain't the one (The one)
Two (Two), fuck the rap shit, I'ma do 'em on sight (Fuck)
Know I'ma shoot my gun (Boom)
Three, standin' on business, I kill a nigga dead
I ain't never been the type to run (I ain't never been the type)
Fuck nigga played, then fuck nigga layed
And I put that shit on the– Frr
Gang (Gang, nigga)
I run shit down, man, you niggas is not the– Frr (Uh-huh)
Same
On the back of the bitch is a switch
It go, "Frr"
It go, "Frr"
It go, "Frr"
It go, "Frr"
Trackhawk slide (Vroom, skrrt)
You'd think it was a game when I caught that body
The way I was smilin' (Way I was smilin')
The way he was hollerin' (Boom, baow)
You niggas be hidin', you niggas be bitch
From the way tat I come
I don't post on the 'net with a stolen gun (Stolen)
Nigga Cho a bitch, I'ma show him some (Show him some)
With the Glock 22, I done stood in the pain with four niggas
I knew he was dead when that flow hit him (Baow)
I ain't never been a bitch, I'm a cold killer
Hardbody lil' nigga, I fold niggas
7.62, this bitch, it was new
But, the bitch already got dirty (Got dirty)
Put him on the news with dirt on my side
You already know this jit right here on murder (Grr, grr)
No face, red tape (Red tape)
I'ma jump in the Splat, I'ma get away (I'ma get away)
Stood over that boy with a dirty K (Boom)
I arrive in Houston in a white Wraith (White Wraith)
Yeah, yeah
Okay, y'all is a victim (Yeah)
I made plenty niggas victim (On gang)
Fuck that, hold on (Wait, Ace)
I done made lot of niggas dead (Boom)
I done seen a lot of niggas red (SuWa)
I done bust a lot of niggas heads (Heads)
I done made a lot of niggas scared
If he was alive, he be takin' some meds (Takin' some meds)
Where's your money? Broke nigga, bitch, can't tell me none (Can't tell me none)
I was out of my way in the streets
Fuck nigga, you was beggin', you was tellin' to front you some
One, I'ma keep this shit gangsta, body for body, these niggas know I ain't the one (I ain't the one)
Two, fuck the rap shit (Two), I'ma do 'em on sight
Know I'ma shoot my gun (Shoot that, baow)
Three, standin' on business, I kill a nigga dead
I ain't never been the type to run (I ain't never been the type to run)
Fuck nigga played, then fuck nigga layed
And I put that shit on the– Frr
Gang (Gang, nigga)
I run shit down, man, you niggas is not the– Frr (Not)
Same
On the back of the bitch is a switch
It go, "Frr"
It go, "Frr"
It go, "Frr"
It go, "Frr" (Swear)
He know (He know)
It's fuck his cousin, ATK, and Ksoo (Ayy, fuck y'all cousin, but, look)
Oh, they know (They know)
I'ma slide, everytime sheddin' a tear, a nigga done die (Skrrt)
Bitch, I'm a menace, I ain't givin' no opinion (Uh-huh)
No nigga gon' get in that car and go slide (Go shoot)
Under that mask, that old Ace
Steppin' on shit, nigga, face to face (Baow)
That lil' boy that died was a call away (Call away)
"How he get away with murder?" I'ma show the way (Damn, bro)
These niggas be gettin' on my top (Uh)
Eleven hundred shots from the Glock (Boom, baow)
Everything living is dead
Everything living is dead (Everything)
Killin' my enemy, nigga
It go, "Frr-frr," nigga
They know "Frr-frr" hit 'em
I "Frr-frr," sit 'em
Active on trigger, "Frr-frr, frr-frr"
Nigga, how I step on niggas
They will– "Frr-frr," nigga
They know "Frr-frr" hit 'em
I "Frr-frr," sit 'em
Active on trigger, "Frr-frr, frr-frr"
Nigga, how I step on niggas
Gang (Gang)
I run shit down, man, you niggas is not the– Frr (Uh, you not)
Same
On the back of the bitch is a switch
It go, "Frr"
It go, "Frr"
It go, "Frr"
It go, "Frr"
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