hold ya tongue

hold your tongue 'cause you might say somethin' i might not like

and if you do then you just might lose your life tonight

my big brother told me never let a nigga fuck me

and if i don't

he'll never let a nigga touch me

niggas better not come half-stepping

'cause we got something that'll speed you up

and watch them hollow points eat you up

nigga what? you can't touch me

so i advise you niggas don't try to fuck me

you can't bang with a beast

gun slang on a lane with a g

quarter thing of cocaine in the seat

everything that i speak real deal

i'll burn a nigga up

make 'em put a nigga name on they t

s-h-i-r-t

t-r-i-l-l

hollow tips they'll sang him to sleep

cut a nigga body up

dump it in the lake

let it float off and then bring that flame to his street

you niggas ain't really no gangstas

you niggas bitches who walk around claiming to be

something you not

i'll go and put that thang to his teeth

knock 'em out

now he can't even eat

got him chewing out a straw bitch

on that raw shit

i'm a dog

make him lean when i aim with the heat

fuck the law

still creep when i crawl like a hog

but up north we dumb

no brains

don't think

we won't retaliate on your whole la familia

gatling gun will fill him up and then hit the rest

hear that chainsaw

yeah

that's the sound of the blade when it rip through a bitch nigga flesh

knock his face off

lip to the left

chrome tec put a dip in his chest

his face all fucked up

six in his vest

grab his head

put a twist to his neck

now that boy body built like a desk

hold your tongue 'cause you might say somethin' i might not like

and if you do then you just might lose your life tonight

my big brother told me never let a nigga fuck me

and if i don't

he'll never let a nigga touch me

niggas better not come half-stepping

'cause we got something that'll speed you up

and watch them hollow points eat you up

nigga what? you can't touch me

so i advise you niggas don't try to fuck me

i'm from the nuddy lil buddy

thirteen-oh-thirty

lurkin'

them young niggas dirty

pull up on the curb

shirt be

tucked in my pants

so the burner won't hurt while i'm servin'

come to the lane

gun in my hand like cain

with them mob niggas

movin' them birdies

i'm from the lane

forest lane

gang bang

slang cane

get twisted up like a mcflurry

dum-dah-dah-dum-dum-dum

choppers on deck ho

yoppers on top of that expo

pa-rup-a-pa-pup-a-pum-pum

a hundred round drum''ll knock a bitch nigga up outta them retros

bah-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum

let's go

tell him ready set go

check got te tecs on decks by the jets ho

fuck 'round and let go

one through your neck ho

like chief said if you half steppin'

lil three tote somethin' that'll eat you up

and the casket ain't shi

and them hoes in the cemetery be deep as fuck

two-two-three when i'm creepin' up

if you shoot me we gon' beef it up

this the north ho

don't get knocked off though

hold your tongue 'cause you might say somethin' i might not like

and if you do then you just might lose your life tonight

my big brother told me never let a nigga fuck me

and if i don't

he'll never let a nigga touch me

niggas better not come half-stepping

'cause we got something that'll speed you up

and watch them hollow points eat you up

nigga what? you can't touch me

so i advise you niggas don't try to fuck me