Target Practice

Coka Situation Gang Team Broken Back on my bullshit New York City's bad guy You've got me little mad The streets crazy and this world is full of backstabbers They sat me down for a minute now I'm back at it Roll up a spliff a dead niggas got dimension Everybody 'bout to get hit this shit is target practice I heard 'cause got bodied like a week ago Ran in his crib got popped he ain't see the smoke Heard they was happy I was gone thought I was stuck in jail I'm fresh home off a half a million dollar bail Got the description we spliffin shit watch the peoples cry Interrogated I waited made them believe a lie They probably think he the greatest cause he ain't meet his match Now everybody forgetting that Kooda B a rat Costamado couldn't fit in the trunk Heard niggas shot him 2010 he still ain't pick up a gun Pulled up on him outta pool shooting hell in the streets Caught him coming outta the store put some shells in his Jeep I ride around with two guns I am well prepared for this shit And I remind them that they losing every chance that I get Kept on disrespecting the folks now everybody gone pay Every time we change up the game they asking how did you play I heard they lighting candles for city for expired days Bully your gang on Saratoga there ain't no hiding today I might just slide through the team in the AM boy K.R can die with his gun just like Satan did boy Thought I was finished they could run and ain't no stopping the race Fuck with the Crips fuck with the Bloods unless you dropping the rakes If I ain't do it myself then I must of participated All these niggas say they hate Coka most of these bitches faked it Me and Got beat up Fivio he ran out the store He made it back to Fort Greene before I came out the door They smoked Dee Savv in the air now he leasing the O That nigga boom should of made his daddy beat with famous (?) (help me to fill this line) Got bitches love Coka them bitches just happen to hate me Because he set himself on fire on Elephant money He mad all jewelry fake it's like he glad to be bummy And you the Crips big homie then why you doing bad I'm in the 90s shots fired ain't no shooting back My stomach growling I'm hungry I gotta eat today So something gotta give it's pull and gotta be the pay How cops talking all spicy but he ain't die yet Niggas sparked up Fetty and he ain't slide yet Lost my patience drop your location nigga what we doing? The bullets burnt you up fuck around that's another shooting And Rowdy come out home I hope that shit don't get to your head Just like Shiesty you just gone be another Crip nigga dead Sleepy Hallow scared to toy and we only gone beaten Caught Sheff mans on Buffalo lackin and shot up they beamer Parked with a dog you a joke for switch siding the crew Then let you know you not Choo for dick riding the Woo In this war you never shot and tried to give them an ally You signed a deal now you still broke living in a sally In the streets I see a fan and still be taking pictures You went from Crip to Blood and Jay Dee locked for raping bitches You ain't special I'm everybody K no picking or choosing I ain't rapping bout DOD no more them niggas been losing High out this world fire burning like an astroid 2 grams of zaza with some grabba smoking fat boy Mix and tricks I got it on me taking bitches gon like me I'm usually on point plus I know my niggas they got me If I ever see O.P. that bitch gon turn to a homi Just like a blind kid swinging he ain't hitting nobody Buckle hit him up just like we was laughin' GZ ain't never do a hit he had to keep on rapping I sent the mesages to sneak up and he ain't write back Molly G got beat up on camera he ain't fight back Different Amiris every day feel like a week or two Lower your tone I am a boss watch who you speaking to Slide through (?) and once again somebody had to shoot you Some nigga shot some (?) shot that was a massive shooting Cruising through (?) spot an opp I'm yelling pass the rooga Ace NumbaFive got his ass whopped by Black Aduya This my city I got the streets cause they ain't fucking with Coka Taking pictures dropping locations I ain't ducking the smoke Wipe your knees you looking dumb making songs about scrap Y'all met in jail don't say y'all been (?) 'cause all of that's cap You a're all slipping on Broadway walking right out the bar Could of shot him out the car but he was ducking from far On the real you jacked the village but you ain't do shit Your music dirt we disappointed by your new shit I bet this nigga try to diss me for some clout to get lit Like fever probably mad at you for all of this shit And for once for you I let the way and made a major difference The best rapper coming from Brooklyn had to stay consistent Locked up I did what I wanted kept a skeptical I came home these bitches seen me and they just had to fuck Most of these niggas not outside they ain't even seen what happened They was crying they wasn't sliding nigga be dramatic Said I was broke I felt bored and bought a bigger chain (?) outside of (?) From New York back to Chicago we solidified The opps dying most of my problems are minimized Get shot for playing in the middle you better pick a side Manipulate my surroundings and built an inter-prize Target practice it's hard to hit him so everybody get hit Smoke and drinking leaving the party tryna to slide with a bitch I heard his money on my head from all the chains that I took Get to preaching put in that pain I built a name in my hood What's the bankest time to get busy nigga fuck the structure I'm still surrounded by killas and crazy motherfuckers They don't know but they be mad because they mans in a spliff I held it down and kept it going this the thanks that I get? I heard niggas was talking crazy where they at now? I set the tone to let these niggas know I'm back now Only got crazy in the head and he caught a bitch fit (?) being quite for that switch shit All hate it's my time I really ran my block They say Coka be in the crib then how your mans get shot It's GDN no leaving out from Brownsville to the Bush Ain't nobody never outside because the Woo niggas shook Coka It's my city motherfucker This my city motherfuckers Grrrr Grrrr Let the games begin Twirl Twirl Everybody K