Menace (feat. Fredo Bang)

Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah Flow, flow, flow, flow (Great John on the beat, by the way) You know the drill, Fross Uh, like what? Who that? Boy talkin' tough, he get put on his neck Get stressed, too tact' My .40 don't jam, yeah, it only go blast With this genie, it get active First name Henny, and last name Action Said what? He cappin' Suckin' that dick 'til lil' bro blast him I really go do what I rappin' if I stop doin' this music (uh-uh) The scammers the ones that be clappin', shooters the ones that be shootin' (uh-uh) The bitches the ones that be passin', know that my heart is confusin' (uh-uh) I really go do what I rappin' if I stop doin' this music (uh-uh) Like what? Uh, talk out your mouth, get punched Uh, and please, don't talk about shooters (uh) 'Cause all of my shooters is clutch Are you dumb? Better run Uh, you know that we shootin' for fun You know that this clip hold .30, so 30 gon' come out my gun (ayy, ayy, ayy) We spin your block like three deep, send shots, put a opp nigga on a TV, ayy Put a opp nigga in PC, free all my guys at the Rock makin' movies, ayy Even John Cena can't see me, 12 on my ass, take a trip to the Peace streets Bro go steppin' with the GC, make one call, yeah, put a nigga six feet, ayy Glocks, uh, shooters comin' at your top, uh Free the M8V3Ns it's a must, uh Free my brothers off the Rock, uh Locked, not, uh, foreign shit never stop, uh Think I got some red bottoms, uh After steppin' on his top, uh, uh, uh Bae, pay attention, all of my niggas be really wit' it When we come through, we slidin', we hittin' niggas And these bullets be flyin' all through the distance Look, and we fuckin' the baddest bitches And they lookin' all pretty but get to clickin' When the liquor get in them, they start to sinnin' (blatt) Yeah, they really wit' it Yeah, put a nigga straight on his back, if he try to run, he gon' land on his face Think I'm a vampire, ever since I got blood, I just need me a taste I'm with them soldiers, got 50s and .30s and switches on Dracs He think it's over, I just got the lo', we gon' make it a day Big stepper, really 'bout business, we stressed last time I played Big repper, I put him down, his brother still mad to this day A devil, my Glock from Australia, you better check on your mate I'm nothin' like Adam and Eve, I'ma cut the head off the snake These niggas be actin' like Rod Wave, we shoot 'em down up in broad day I'ma keep it on my side 'til my hip ache, the clip a foot long like Subway I'm a lil' demon, for real (huh), these niggas just be stuntin' How you turned up to a fully? Huh, I get a picture, lil' buddy Uh, like what? Who that? Boy talkin' tough, he get put on his neck Get stressed, too tact My .40 don't jam, yeah, it only go blast With this genie, it get active First name Henny and last name Action Said what? He cappin' Suckin' that dick 'til lil' bro blast him