Ba ba baa baa ba ba baa You was a nigga finna make me kill one of yall Ain’t a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt Better tell them I ain’t playin Because it’s all fun and games Until somebody get hurt
Ain’t a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt When I pull away hang and bang Cause it all fun and games Until somebody get hurt
You finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first So you finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first So you finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first So you finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first (I hope they ready)
A lot of pussy nigga talk like bro little runnin’ they mouth that is till run in they house put the gun in they mouth tell ‘em nigga talk shit now they think you know they gonna go baw I ain’t scared of the law Now bout to go to war What it is nigga win lose or draw I never get caught murkin ya’ll Cause it ain’t watcha do The question is who saw When I’m way to raw Catch me any day you want You can think imma play if you want But the facts that remain If I got an AK and you don’t Well then playa you gone Don’t get me wrong Pussy niggas wanna kill me too (where dey at) But niggaz ain’t bout shit Cause its very well known where I’m at They can catch me in the booth right now If it really like that Naw nigga looking hoe gear in the whole shit The fo fo’s is big and all that ole’ shit Protect the heart of you both hit You betta check ya gun cause you so sick If the chopper leave you with no dick Buck blast and there holdin your shit At least 6 of you and a couple more of you bitches And I don’t miss cause I’m focused
Ain’t a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt Better tell them I ain’t playin Because it’s all fun and games Until somebody get hurt
Ain’t a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt When I pull away hang and bang Cause it all fun and games Until somebody get hurt
You finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first So you finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first So you finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first So you finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first
Boy you might talk loud act real But they don’t really want this here Pussy niggas better act right lay low We know where yo family live Trust me you don’t want me up in yo grill Wit a ski mask on duct taping your kids You can pray all you want But I don’t forgive You should have been doin nothing But what you do with your dick I ain’t gotta spell it out pimpin you know what it is The rest gangsta on the real man you know what it is Plus I got a hundred goons wit me Dressed in black Fifty at the front door fifty at the back Half got gauges half got mags Bring ‘em out bring ‘em out Show ‘em where they at We can do them right here We can catch them in a trap
Run up on this nigga Put a hole in his hat Put his brains on the dash in the stalks He has some dumb fifty more with him Tell them to hold that Lights out no hasta manana hasta la vista sara nara y tu No tomorrow no remorce no sorrow And the next one of yall niggas try me like that I swear to god man Im really gonna snap
Ain’t a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt Better tell them I ain’t playin Because its all fun and games Until somebody get hurt
Ain’t a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt When I pull away hang and bang Cause it all fun and games Until somebody get hurt
You finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first So you finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first So you finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first So you finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first
Way now over theser Imma now how to make a nigga beg please When a bullet goes by Probably feel a little breeze Drop to yo knees I can see the big barrel of the chrome flip Double grip ain’t no where to squeeze I keep a couple lit off for the niggas who talk shit When I go to Jacob and I cop that brain If he tried to see me Imma cop that thang and imma pop that thang And the shots gonna stay The nigga bout to set the trunk wit me For the most part nigga your stuck with me I’d tell you something if you was really smart And you knew better People probably tell ya Don’t f**k with me Front if you want mutha f**ka You can catch it The smile on my face Even if I got a rachet Aah Pop off police pull me over Believe I got a compartment And now gotta stash it Must I just remind ya niggas When I come through Know that I am a fine ya niggas Take two break through Bust soo many shots Come now I’ll probably blind ya’ll niggas Now ok, Lets go see you don’t really want to feel a mobs search blow, Clap up a nigga then I cap up a nigga When I finish this shit we’ll turn it into an obsearch yo Look, Listen, then you better observe yo, Listen to the sizzle from the bullet that the glock burst fro (sss) Shoulda probably tweaked you up just a little And had your body leanin, lookin’ like a quarter past four Stay down better, (stay down) checkin for a nigga who can put yo body in the dirt (ooo) I don’t play bitch If you really need to go the other way You know I got it under way, Sir.
Ain’t a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt Better tell them I ain’t playin Because its all fun and games Until somebody get hurt
Ain’t a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt When I pull away hang and bang Cause it all fun and games Until somebody get hurt
You finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first So you finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first So you finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first So you finna get hurt murked put em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me firstTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
