Lyrics

(What's up, Haze?) (Damn, Mikey) 'Wop I been walkin' niggas down, that's for real (Yeah) Gotta wear all black when it's time to do a drill (A drill) Keep a ten with a switch, man, this bitch not concealed (It ain't) I'll shoot this bitch in public, give a fuck 'bout how they feel (I don't) Nah, this for real, you know we live (Do you know?) Made a couple calls, saw foenem sitting in front of his crib All that rap cappin', gotta hit him in his grill (Boom, boom) It's all I can rap about, 'cause that how I feel (How I feel) What you need? A pill? to do a drill All I need a nigga do is get behind the wheel The opps in my city know we bound to fuckin' kill Until we catch them niggas, we gon' give it to 'em still We out sliding, where they at? Where they hidin'? LAX Pop a nigga, now he stretched, spin again, what pack next? I ain't stopping 'til he rest, when I die, beat him next Dior shoes match the hat, Amiri jeans, them the best Tryna get that nigga stretched, I wonder where he at Load the Drac', yeah, it's that, I banged it, on my set When I merch it, you know I catch it, we hopped out, it was that All you heard was hollering and them niggas getting wet I been walkin' niggas down, that's for real (Yeah) Gotta wear all black when it's time to do a drill (A drill) Keep a ten with a switch, man, this bitch not concealed (It ain't) I'll shoot this bitch in public, give a fuck 'bout how they feel (I don't) Nah, this for real, you know we live (Do you know?) Made a couple calls, saw foenem sitting in front of his crib All that rap cappin', gotta hit him in his grill (Boom, boom) It's all I can rap about, 'cause that how I feel (How I feel) Choppa swingin' like a bat, hit a nigga in his hat Knock his ass off the map, do his ass just like Scrapp Catch 'em lackin', it's a wrap Two nines on me like I'm Sapp Before rap, I had a sack Put O'Block up on my back Foenem trappin', every line look like a lunch line Pass Lil' Folks the stick, he a junior, that's a one time I was posted up on the block, bitch, it was crunch time Ice stay on my neck, bitch, I never had to tuck mine I been walkin' niggas down, that's for real (Yeah) Gotta wear all black when it's time to do a drill (A drill) Keep a ten with a switch, man, this bitch not concealed (It ain't) I'll shoot this bitch in public, give a fuck 'bout how they feel (I don't) Nah, this for real, you know we live (Do you know?) Made a couple calls, saw foenem sitting in front of his crib All that rap cappin', gotta hit him in his grill (Boom, boom) It's all I can rap about, 'cause that how I feel (How I feel)
Writer(s): Michael Darin Rasmussen, Marcus Smart, Ethan Hayes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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