Make a fuck-nigga freeze up
Mm
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh-huh
Uh (stay with Vegas, on the way)
Uh, uh, uh-huh
Aight
Put the chop' in his face, make a fuck-nigga freeze up (grrah)
No, I was never the driver, I was the one in the back, hoppin' out, tellin' bro: Let the seat up (let me out)
I was the one in the car spinnin' through the opps shit, shootin' niggas that's throwin' the B up (grrah)
Opps need help, keep gettin' the belt
I think they recruitin' the way niggas team up (phew, phew, phew)
Aight
Uh, what the fuck be wrong with niggas? (Phew)
I don't care who you is, or what you did, better watch your tone, lil nigga (know that)
Soon as you get out of line, your dumbass dyin'
You ain't heard we domin' niggas? (Grrah)
Niggas weren't around for the buzz
You is not my 'cause, I don't wanna do a song with niggas (uh-uh)
Nigga knew he was dead, all fires still kept on firin', you know we over-smoked him (phew, phew, phew)
Nigga was high off pills when his ass got killed, doc' thought we overdosed him (phew, phew, phew, phew)
He took a pic' with the opps tryna sit on their block, and now his dumbass on a poster (phew, phew, phew, phew)
Nigga tried to reach for his Glock, got shot in his shoulder, and died with his fire in his holster (phew, phew, phew, phew)
Nigga, we don't fuck with snakes
Fuck TJ, we'll chop us a head off a cobra
I know a nigga who died for a pop, when the door unlocked, he died for a soda (grrah, grrah)
Ever seen eight niggas jump out of two different cars?
We slid in the Scat and Rover (what? What?)
Durin', the chop' and the car had stopped, I thought he was dead, we just shot out the motor, nigga (uh, nigga, come on)
Uh, used to shoot from a distance, I'm tryna get closer
Chase a nigga down on his block tryna pop his top, I'm chasin' the nigga that's slower
Soon as we boxed him in, his fat-ass fell, the fat-fuck knew it was over (fat-ass man)
Nigga tried to get back up, got shot back down, the fat-fuck got stood over (phew, phew, phew, phew)
Told him: We got, now, nigga, fuck a next, we the young niggas finna take over (know that)
Niggas be bookin' the opps, till they ass get popped, I'll fuck around, kill the promoter (grrah)
Nigga can't use his head, he use his legs, his ass got put in a stroller (uh-huh)
Soon as I flew to Cali', I met with the label that I put up on the globe (you know that), uh
(Ayy, Dank, where the 'bows at?)
I don't fuck with these niggas, they know I'm a loner (I know that)
Still the same nigga from back in the day, I ain't changed my ways, I just got a lil older (know that)
Spray the lil baccarat, while flamin' the opps, I know you could tell by the odor
Bitch talkin' 'bout she don't suck no dick, it made me pissed, why the fuck you come over? (That bitch gotta go, right now)
Alright
Uh, treatin' the Benz like a SRT
I almost wrecked the foreign in the high-speed chase, so I jumped in the Trackhawk Jeep (yoom)
Niggas be claimin' them bodies they know they ain't coffined, clout, could never be me (you know that)
I don't really even gotta pay for the job, my shorty'nem wild, they'll do it for free (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I'm the type of nigga hit the opps so much, I'll spin broad day with no mask and seek (grrah)
I don't even gotta get inside them cars, every time somethin' happen, they gon' say it's me (you know that)
DB tell me to rap, but I want niggas clapped, I wanna see blood in these streets (I want this, yeah)
I tossed a B for Bug and a B for Lil Jeff for the opps for to draw me a B (know me and my brothers finna drop me a opp)
Four niggas on that block, I sent twelve shots, them bitch-ass niggas caught three a piece (phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)
One nigga ran by the gate, then he met his faith, other two niggas yelled in the street (phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)
Last nigga ran in the alley, was yellin' for help, then fell, his ass couldn't breathe (phew, phew, phew, phew)
Twelve try to get in the way while we gettin' away, then, fuck it, we shootin' the police (phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)