LET'S PLAY A GAME

Ha, they say, "BK, get him right" (hmm, rrah) (Ahh, ahh), they say, "BK, get him right" Nah, I don't wanna get him right, you do it (hm) I told Lil Tim to get him right I can't go out like Lil Craig, you catch a opp, you tryna fight (rrah) I told that boy he should've listened 50 Cal' rip his intestines, doctor said he need a kidney (mm, mm) Okay, two extra dicks, but I ain't gay Draco swingin' right to left, you better move, there go Lil Tay Bitch, you post on MLK, slide the Porsche truck through the AP, bitch, I'm lookin' for lil'- Man, forget ya He got a gun, but he ain't clap nothin' Double back, Tim hangin' out the window tryna drop somethin' Murder on my mind, might kill my bro, feelin' like Melly And I might just put the gun down, kill him slow, use the machete Three just got dropped, you must ain't heard 80 shots come out the CA, leave a opp face on the curb Slide the black truck through the 'burb Hundred round drum on the stick, like, fuck the five, let's go to work Watch how BK finger-fuck the stick, step back and watch it twerk Let's play a little game I made All you gotta do is pick a candy bar, one got a blade If you eat the wrong one, I swear to God, boy, that's on you All I know is if you spit that shit out, boy, I bet I'd shoot (Ah) .308 bustin' through the roof Brodie said, "He tired of steppin', shoot a hole straight through his shoe" These niggas finna make me act up Black car, jumpin' out the Escalade, sticks all inside the black truck (alright) He think I won't come spin the block Pop out, rapid-fire the stick, make him forget he had a Glock (mm, alright) She say, "My music make her wet" And her boyfriend don't know how to spin, teach her how to shoot the TEC He think I won't come spin that block Pop out, rapid fire the stick, make him forget he had a Glock (rrm) I'm just gon' let him think we good Ridin' two Glocks in the Chevy, V12 jumpin' out the hood (mm) Fuck nigga know this shit ain't sweet Pop out, Halloween, switch in the crowd, nightmare on Elm street BK