Lil Mexico

Yeah, why Why Once upon a time, I had a breakdown Fell off and got back on now I got cake now I'm tryna get you bitches out the way (Mo motherfuckin' 3, nigga) I'm tryna get your hitter out the way This a shake down, we beat they block up, gotta catch 'em slipping Fuck the law, bitch, I won't put this Glock up, won't let them kill me No military, but I got choppas stocked up, glizzy hold 50 Hit 'em, bow bow, boy don't get blowed down, quit acting silly (yeah) Go get him, we hit him in traffic, know I'm sliding on my enemies Felon to the judge, they put my thug in penitentiary Smoke one of these niggas, light him up just like a Christmas tree 150, that's two choppas, knock his partner out of his misery Read between the lines, this ain't a song, though (this ain't no song, hoe) I'm the one that shot ole boy, act like you don't know (shhh) Don't confuse me for that rap, bitch, I'm on go mode Go ask Lil B, bitch he gon' tell you 'bout Lil MoMo, bitch, I'm cutthroat I got niggas yelling gang cross the state line Say they gon' kill me, I keep hearing it through the grapevine Stalk a nigga down with this Grey 9 Throw that bitch the laws, find it that shit ain't mine, why Once upon a time, I had a break down (had a break down) Fell off and got back on now I got cake now (I got cake now) I'm tryna' get you bitches out the way (out the way) I'm getting paid every motherfuckin' day (every day) I get it popping where I'm at, and nigga they know Knock him off, I'm tryna give that boy a halo (Boy a halo) I'm tryna get ya hitta out the way (way, way, way) I'm getting paid every motherfuckin' day Hang out the window with that big 4-5th, caught you lackin' That nigga had that burner on his hip, but I still whacked him .44 clap him, 'bout that action, we outside (we outside) If we catch one and put him up, better be quiet (better be quiet) I know some shit that they don't know I never told, hey The last nigga that we smoked, he was a no-name Ran in the spot and gunned him down and left the cocaine Bitch, I'm HSM for real, this shit here propane (Cutthroat gang) Once upon a time, I had a break down (had a break down) Fell off and got back on now I got cake now (I got cake now) I'm tryna' get you bitches out the way (out the way) I'm getting paid every motherfuckin' day (every day) I get it popping where I'm at, and nigga they know Knock him off, I'm tryna' give that boy a halo (boy a halo) I'm tryna get ya hitta out the way (way, way, way) I'm getting paid every motherfuckin' day