what's the problem?

styles p

yeah

it's the heart is out

cut you up

throw you out on the day i put the garbage out

in the glad bag or the hefty

shoot with the lefty

nobody test me

told you i'll cut class

bruise from your ear to your mustache

fuck around

nigga you'll be swallowin' crushed glass

back on my hard shit

back on my yard shit

back on my scarred shit

thirty sets a day still hatin' the bar shit

nice with a hawk like a navy seal who is the target?

make the walls look likes it's red paint

red rug

need a little love

nigga get you a lead hug

my bullets gon' frap

gun in my backpack

fuck all the chit chat

my shit got kicked back

your face i split that

kickin' in the door ask 'em

where is the bricks at? nigga

what the fuck is the problem?

what the fuck is the problem?

what the fuck is the problem?

niggas is gettin' shot down

niggas is gettin' shot down

niggas is gettin' shot down

niggas is gettin' shot down

i don't give a fuck if he's famous

still knock the one

shotgun to his anus

then to his kneecap

then to his shoulder

soldier

should of read my file or folder

i'm colder than antarctica or alaska

the blaster

you don't need a rocket

i'll get you to nasa

i told you

ain't nobody nicer

fuck with the shyster

you gettin' sliced up

i ain't finished yet

this only my start up

catch him outside then i'm shootin' his car up

tell him sayonara

there's no more tomorrow

no more today now

go 'head lay down

pop

pop

pop

nigga go 'head stay down

we don't play clown

this ain't the circus

you makin' me nervous

what is your purpose?

one more move

it's your funeral service

what the fuck is the problem?

what the fuck is the problem?

what the fuck is the problem?

niggas is gettin' shot down

niggas is gettin' shot down

niggas is gettin' shot down

niggas is gettin' shot down

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