Head Tap

Brrrr Brrrr Big Brrrr Don't ask me what I'm smoke on I don't speak on the dead Do you know it's a nigga that died for saying what he said You was in church tapping on drums I was somewhere tapping heads He was shook up when they catch him So, when he died, he was scared (Dat boy was scared) So, let me ask you dat We ain't killing shit in the city So, you don't think we'll back em up But we the reason he shitting Say they done had enough I told him that we almost finish It's like four more I got to get Then (Aye go pet em) Never shoot at the innocent Because I believe in karma I got three Cubans sitting around my neck Feel like my daughter Two 30's on me 60 in da draco in da car 200 shots on me And killas trailing in the charger Pull up boy Let's see you drop the dot You ain't going to spin Go body for body Making murder shit a trend We catch a boy stand down here And never stand again Free Shiesty I'm choppa gang again Fuck how it turn out Just put me with my dead friends I got to go where Nuski A perc ten But that won't be no time soon I'm full of these xans Don't ask me what I'm smoke on I don't speak on the dead Do you know it's a nigga that died for saying what he said You was in church tapping on drums I was somewhere tapping heads He was shook up when they catch him So, when he died, he was scared (dat boy was scared) So, let me ask you dat We ain't killing shit in the city So, you don't think we'll back em up But we the reason he shitting Say they done had enough I told him that we almost finish It's like four more I got to get Then (Aye go pet em) Body for a body We be spinning till it feel fair Red light special I turn to green that nigga still there Never safe with us I fuck around and pop off anywhere Hit him like four years ago He still ain't out that wheelchair One time I spent the block And swap the glock out for a kill tec And them gangster still respect me Cause I still ain't out the field yet I like to play with bloody He ain't my ape if he ain't kill yet I pay a nigga blues for that red Where the pills at Stepping on these niggas I might fuck around and handle demons I put yo partna down You better step if you get the chance We done smoked a few I could fuck around and make a strain If I wop you up in da cell In the streets we ain't running hands Don't ask me what I'm smoke on I don't speak on the dead Do you know it's a nigga that died for saying what he said You was in church tapping on drums I was somewhere tapping heads He was shook up when they catch him So, when he died, he was scared (dat boy was scared) So, let me ask you dat We ain't killing shit in the city So, you don't think we'll back em up But we the reason he shitting Say they done had enough I told him that we almost finish It's like four more I got to get Then (Aye go pet em)