Coming At Ya

You better run

When we coming at ya

Better get your gun

When we coming at ya

Who's coming at ya? The purse snatcher, so run faster

Better call your savior before I get the razor

And put it on your neighbor, then it's all over

The knife, give them a slice, no can of soda

All about the shooting and looting

Killing and the stabbing, what happened to make them stop rapping?

Gashes

Turn to ashes, then spread to masses

Only thing that's promised here is death and taxes

Who's bluffing? You running, them **** savage

Few cousins, two dozen, now he a bastard

Dude fussing, crew coming, this shit is tragic

Shoot something, stuff dude right in the casket

They hiding, so **** driving, so we riding

Aim for the head, then break a leg, Joe Theismann

You better call the church or a pastor

Death comes to all when we coming at ya

You better run

When we coming at ya

Better get your gun

When we coming at ya

Who's coming at ya? It's easy to do a **** greasy

Like momma's fried chicken, so don't play a victim

A gangster, believe me, don't care about the needy

When liquors in the system, somebody's gone missing

I'm at ya

Don't try to play, I'll wait and catch them after

AK spray, goddamn I did it faster

Don't want smoke, you a ghost just like you're casper

I'll blast you this scene is a disaster

Can't copy my posse, I'm ready for the war

Shotty to his body, now you laying on the floor

Sloppy in the lobby just to even up the score

John Gotti with the Tommy, so I give a **** more

Spraying, now you see him laying on the ground

Praying, EMS is waiting for a sound

You better call the church or a pastor

Death comes to all when we coming at ya

You better run

When we coming at ya

Better get your gun

When we coming at ya

You better run

When we coming at ya

Better get your gun

When we coming at ya