Da One (feat. Bangout, Radamezz & MNS Tah)

Tell a nigga I'm da one I'm the real I'm a gun I'm a gat I'm a gangsta One call get it done I'm a beast I'm a boss Big daddy you a son I'll call one nigga Guaranteed to take em off Who the fuck you playing with See I'm the one these niggas call When they laying shit You be doing all that talking You be spraying shit Big guns two two threes It be spraying shit Nigga I be laying shit Yeah They say get him Then I got him Then I started from the bottom And like Hillary she Rohdam Yeah Add it up It's not a problem Ain't no acting We bout drama And that word to my momma Yeah And that's word to Tash Hit hoes like fullbacks And that's word to Cash Yeah I give Erv the gat And tell him make sure he clean it Then the O were we at If they wanna find Tah On the O where he at Or somewhere making plays dog Ain't no time to relax I'm steady on the grind time Give my all to the trap Me and Tah we getting packs Then we flip it Double that Gucci got the strap We never lack Run up you get clapped If he try to run We shoot the forty Hit him in his back I know Tah he goin slide whenever And that's for a fact And if I ever was to go Just know I'm fucking banging back Nigga Tell a nigga I'm da one I'm the real I'm a gun I'm a gat I'm a gangsta One call get it done I'm a beast I'm a boss Big daddy you a son I'll call one nigga Guaranteed to take em off Tell a nigga I'm da one I'm the real I'm a gun I'm a gat I'm a gangsta One call get it done I'm a beast I'm a boss Big daddy you a son I'll call one nigga Guaranteed to take em off Guaranteed to take em off Big dogs on a mission Trying to cool down my man Cause his trigger finger itching One call Niggas bitching Then we slide Niggas missing Bro throw a couple shots Guaranteed to hit his fitted Straight from the M You know we with it Don't run up like you with it And you will never ever see us lackin And we pistol packing Stop talking out you lips Before these bullets get the clapping Yeah these bullets get the blasting Yeah these bullets hit him faster Yeah these bullets hit him faster Tell em pick his man up But now it's back up to this paper Trying to get my bands up Niggas talking like they with it But them niggas fear us Ain't no lacking around the way So all my niggas geared up All my niggas geared up Call up bro we popping out They know how Tah be rocking out They want that smoke What we about Yeah we sliding out We go and grab them glicks And air him out And I'm that nigga that don't care Ima pop up at your house And it's six 0 til we die Members Only how we ride Niggas say that they goin slide But we know that that's a lie Lately I been feeling like I gotta keep one by myself side A nigga run up on the block Won't hesitate to let it fly Tell a nigga I'm da one I'm the real I'm a gun I'm a gat I'm a gangsta One call get it done I'm a beast I'm a boss Big daddy you a son I'll call one nigga Guaranteed to take em off