I'm from the band,
take you up and take your *
Then divide and break it up amongst the dudes in my clique
What we do,
take it bitch,
we stay glued to this *
Act a fool and this bitch and she moving these zips
I ain't new to this *,
know how to cop it and flip
Quick to talk me some *,
quick to pop it and clip it
Spit, it's no love the way I'm caught in the mix
It's sick,
I sell drugs and still I'm ready to hit a lick
That's to the E, Smith and Wesson with me
24 hours a day, 7 days a week
Cuz, that's how it is in the game for me
Remain cautious of motherfuckers and hang with me
Zona under, there might be some hate for me
Hidden aspirations are sure changing me But,
hard living's how I came to be
And be the realest, they can't take it from me
Even a soldier got a point where he gotta snap
And blow these rotten motherfuckers off the map
Now why the * you wanna act up?
Knowing I can shoot your ass in your chest and blow your back up
Fools done * around,
you tried too hard to test
So I'm coming with that * to crush your vest
Even a soldier got a point where he gotta snap
And blow these rotten motherfuckers off the map
So why the * you wanna act up?
Knowing I can shoot your ass in your chest and blow your back up
No time for back up, we'll never slack up
You play stupid, I'm the one you shouldn't test
I see you punk motherfuckers trying to mix me
In a place where a mark of a bitch would be
So I guess I gotta let this * thug out
Bug out and see these dead niggas drug out
I know you saying damn I hate em
But gas ventilating,
talking to your body,
bullets penetrating
I caught niggas like this while I was clubbing,
they confronted me
So I dumped off in their chest
Motherfucking think I be bluffing when I let
it know Nigga anything that's my business,
please leave
it alone And fools gonna have to learn this bullshit
the hard way And I'll be stuck for life where the bars
stay I give a * about your bitch ass
Cause there'll be a lot of motherfuckers
in this world wearing * bags
Even a soldier got a point where he gotta snap
And blow these rotten motherfuckers off the map
Now why the * you wanna act up?
Knowing I can shoot your ass in your chest and blow your back up
Fools done * around,
tried too hard to test So I'm coming
with that * to crush your vest
Even a soldier got a point where he gotta snap
And blow your rotten motherfuckers off the map
So why the * you wanna act up?
Knowing I can shoot your ass in your chest and blow your back up
No time for back up, we'll never slack up
A regular entertainer,
you'll get your like a matchup
And everywhere cats murder that ass and bury the corpse
Underneath the porch,
bound your feet with extension cords
Don't let it wash ashore,
it's not my pistol,
I'm fishing this one
I'm fatter than I,
I won't say * on the news report
What I really push is in the Guinness Book of Records
Separate from the most consecutive James Puff
Doublet's purple kush, or sweet purple kush
In the juice,
in the booze,
starbambs,
or like a Kool-Aid
Even a soldier got a point where he gotta snap
And blow these rotten motherfuckers off the map
Now why the * you wanna act up?
Knowing I can shoot your ass in your chest and blow your back up
Fools done * around,
tried too hard to test So I'm coming
with that * to crush your vest
Even a soldier got a point where he gotta snap
And blow your rotten motherfuckers off the map
So why the * you wanna act up?
Knowing I can shoot your ass in your chest and blow your back up
No time for back up, we'll never slack up