Lirik

Bezz making heat These suckas Respect that Cdai, what up sucka? Chi town what's up? Sosa, baby Midwest what's up? Dj scream Know how I'm rocking, baby Gbe, baby Bang They like Sosa, where you been at, sucka? I been buying guns for this shit, ya sucka I'ma up this motherfucker like get back, sucka I'm gon' shoot yo' fucking ass, you ain't no damn cat, sucka Dj scream nigga Cdai, what up sucka? Sosa, baby Gbe, baby They like Sosa, where you been at, sucka? I been buying guns for this shit, ya sucka I'ma up this motherfucker like get back, sucka I'm gon' shoot yo' fucking ass, you ain't no damn cat, sucka You ain't no damn Casper Shooters pull up on yo' block and aim them hammers at ya Them .45 shells gon' damage ya With this .45, ain't no jamming up Suckas Suckas, suckas, suckas (Scream) You know I ain't going lika a sucka, motherfucker Nina blow a nigga down, I named her Wonder Woman She gon' hold my weight, got so much money on me Like fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em Niggas talking that shit about Chief Sosa then fuck 'em, fuck 'em Got this .50 on me, it's so big, I can't even tuck 'em Let a nigga run up on me, I'm so thirsty to bust him Like baka, like baka, like baka That motherfucker is a mother sucker Cdai got twenty two shots but he from six hundred You ain't getting gwop, stop instagraming that lil' money, sucka Got a AK with a knife on it, sucka You a brick we put yo' life on it, sucka Got a AK with a knife on it, sucka You a brick we put yo' life on it, sucka They like Sosa, where you been at, sucka? I been buying guns for this shit, ya sucka I'ma up this motherfucker like get back, sucka I'm gon' shoot yo' fucking ass, you ain't no damn cat, sucka You ain't no damn Casper Shooters pull up on yo' block and aim them hammers at ya Them .45 shells gon' damage ya With this .45, ain't no jamming up Suckas Sucka The police grab D block, ask us what we know? Nothing Y'all ain't shooting guns, man, stop it, cuz Don't make me send that .22 shot glock at ya Cdai, where you been at, sucka? I've been up on O block but bitch, I'm from 6hunna Catch his ass, that's his ass, smoke his ass just like some ganja Dumb fuck should've ran, but his ass wanna run up I ain't playin', just sayin', got K's in the van And his mans, leave 'em layin', on the ground where he stand On my mans, I put 15 on a nigga head Smokin' on a thoink, this gas Just kill a fuck nigga, real fast They like Sosa, where you been at, sucka? I been buying guns for this shit, ya sucka I'ma up this motherfucker like get back, sucka I'm gon' shoot yo' fucking ass, you ain't no damn cat, sucka You ain't no damn Casper Shooters pull up on yo' block and aim them hammers at ya Them .45 shells gon' damage ya With this .45, ain't no jamming up Suckas
Writer(s): Keith Cozart, Bezz Luciano, Courtney Ealy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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