(Intro) You niggas gon have to start Watchin your mothafuckin back Real shit
[Hook] A gun plus a mask, you do the math All my goons know, that equals cash (3x) A gun plus a mask, that equals cash So if your fucked up down to your last A gun and a mask gon getchu cash A gun plus a mask, you do the math All my goons know, that equals cash
[Verse 1 Juicy J] What you know about it nigga this that goon shit AK sweep a nigga house without a broomstick So nigga come up of that bad, all them pistols blast With the choppa at yo house lyin in the grass They a rob a nigga blind if they doin bad Duct tape around the handle they don't use a mag So tell em where its at, don't tell em no more lies Line yo family up against the wall, and open fire All you trap niggas are victims, jackers gon catch you slippin Feeling yourself, flashin this stuntin, niggas are come end up missin You trappers gon drop off that cash, you see em out here they hurtin They got you back its a robbery, nigga now don't make it a murder Too late to talk when the shit hit the fan Got choppas on deck, war drums than a band Gun a nigga down, leave em where he stands Highway to hell, nigga better start praying
(Hook) A gun plus a mask, you do the math All my goons know, that equals cash (3x) A gun plus a mask, that equals cash So if your fucked up down to your last A gun and a mask gon getchu cash A gun plus a mask, you do the math All my goons know, that equals cash
(Bridge) Walk up to your house, knock on your door, and blow your ass off Drop it off, drop it off, bitch I got a sawed-off Bitch I got a sawed-off Walk up to your house, knock on your door, and blow your ass off Drop it off, drop it off, bitch I got a sawed-off Bitch I got a sawed-off
(Verse 2 Yelawolf) They telling me Yela don't swing look, don't nobody worried bout me If you are in my lane, you would end up in a train that's ditch with the snakes in a leech Gotta take out a mothafucka out I get wanted cuz I never did shit but me Its about time that I said it, hey would I regret it we'll see Yelawolf I am a loose cannon, ask David Banner how deep I was born and raised in a shit, momma I got manners bout me But I'll get dirty gotta get dirty then I'll mothafucka run up in a Alabama creek I'm hotter than you in the middle of the summer Sitting under the sun under the sun in a Alabama street, shit Rockin over like I know it, I'm going up yeah I'm going But with my friends and my people I got that (?) and reload it My soul is sold, and they sold it, sweet (?) they grow it I need to put the day of smoking, don't think that I'm jokin Click, POW!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
