Lyrics

Action, yeah, bitch Yeah, these nigga act like hoes when these bullets start to penetrate Mm, mm, I'm on the drank, so I think I'm comin' late Yeah, he had his stick tucked, and he got bucked, we made him lay it down (bitch) Snuck my Drac' up in the show, they play and we gon' spray it down (grrt) Snake up in my circle, he got chopped up tryna blend in (facts) 12 wanna play, we did 'em bad in the fin-fin (keep gunnin', keep gunnin', skrrt) Seven, we got bowls in this bitch up on the interstate (infinity) Drank up in my system so, ho, just know that I'm comin' late (late) Sit back up in the Scat and hit the gas, you don't wanna race (yoom) Niggas turn to hoes when these bullets start to penetrate (facts) He thought it was sweet up on that lick, I had to take 'em down (ayy) Thumbin' through these hundreds, plus this stick, it hold a hundred round (grrt) Rest up Choppa Suge, you know the Murda 8 gon' hold it down (facts) Free Lil Tony out the jam, he damn near stretched the whole town (free him) Slidin' through the south, I got this bitch, her head in my lap (thottie) Flippin' bowls in the trap until a nigga make it out (trap) Put my gang on, you know I ain't stoppin' 'til we on the map ('til we on it) I don't pop no Xanax, but I still'll X a nigga out (get him out of here) Flexin' on my ex-ho, I've been runnin' up my bank account (cash) Find out where your dice game at, we pull up, and we shake it down (rob 'em all) Play and I'ma lay you down (lay it down) In the bay, I sell it pound for pound I'm with 30 out in public, and I got a 30 round Yeah, he had his stick tucked, and he got bucked, we made him lay it down (bitch) Snuck my Drac' up in the show, they play and we gon' spray it down (grrt) Snake up in my circle, he got chopped up tryna blend in (facts) 12 wanna play, we did 'em bad in the fin-fin (keep gunnin', keep gunnin', skrrt) Seven, we got bowls in this bitch up on the interstate (infinity) Drank up in my system so, ho, just know that I'm comin' late (late) Sit back up in the Scat and hit the gas, you don't wanna race Niggas turn to hoes when these bullets start to penetrate (facts) Slidin' through the city with 60 shots, send 'em to the face (send 'em to the face) I can show yo' bitch a hundred, smile and there go 50K (ay, there go 50K) Hit your party with the Drac', it's FN's in here, bitch, 308 Reach for someone to the face Knock you off and shoot up your weight (they gon' shoot up your weight) Blrrrd (blrrrd), Choppa Gang, pussy, that's my shit (that's me) Super hard on a ho, can't, no ho say she my bitch (too clean) Finna slap a 50 in my Ruger, I just try shit (blrrrd) Quick to tuck this ice and pop out on you with that fire stick (blrrrd) Posted with lil' Action Pack Run up and we gon' back 'em back (gon' back 'em back) We don't tote no fanny pack (no fanny pack) 32 shots, Big 30 Shaq (blrrrd) Front you, I'll give you a pack Run off and I'ma get you whacked (gon' get you whacked) Chase you in this straight eight truck, no gettin' away (skrrt) The Jeep a Track' (skrrt, skrrt) Yeah, he had his stick tucked, and he got bucked, we made him lay it down (bitch) Snuck my Drac' up in the show, they play and we gon' spray it down (grrt) Snake up in my circle, he got chopped up tryna blend in (facts) 12 wanna play, we did 'em bad in the fin-fin (keep gunnin', keep gunnin', skrrt) Seven, we got bowls in this bitch up on the interstate (infinity) Drank up in my system so, ho, just know that I'm comin' late (late) Sit back up in the Scat and hit the gas, you don't wanna race (yoom) Niggas turn to hoes when these bullets start to penetrate (facts)
Writer(s): Tai Lomax Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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