ayy
grrah
burr
tec shoot any nigga on some lame shit
niggas tough until they mama with the gang
bitch
you got shooters
they ain't shooting with the a team
he a clown
paint his face like some maybelline
bitch lied to me twice
she got two shots
diddy bop a nigga bitch up out her reeboks
187 slidin'
listening to key glock
take your bullets and grab a chopper
winter stay hot
fresh as fuck
i'm by myself
my gang can't leave the state
i eat beats
he eat my pussy like some frito-lay
courtney called me
asked to send a bird
a-okay
dancing with these bands
feel like ayo and tk
one young nigga
he gon' creep
don't make a sound
two young niggas posted with two hundred rounds
three young niggas catch you and they running down
four gang members sliding
that's a murder
beatin' the trial
i play for the wealth
you'd rather set your partner up
moving like a sniper
who be lacking? never us
told me everything about your man so i don't trust
bitches wanna be down
they cross you over petty stuff
this that shit that my young bitches gon' get wild to
this that shit
i'm in my zone
bitch
you a cow
move
facing court
'cause that lil' bitch ain't have her mouth mute
i got condos
different cities
with a pink room
i'm a threat to all these bitches 'cause i'm getting riches
switched my flow
i switched my image
bitch
it's tailor-rented
with no makeup i'm the shiznit
i'm the youngest in it
at the free throw
shooters spinning
balling start to finish
one young nigga
he gon' creep
don't make a sound
two young niggas posted with two hundred rounds
three young niggas catch you and they running down
four gang members sliding
that's a murder
beatin' the trial
one young nigga
he gon' creep
don't make a sound
two young niggas posted with two hundred rounds
three young niggas catch you and they running down
four gang members sliding
that's a murder
beatin' the trial