歌词
I put it on hoover
**** know I be buckin
Larry mob up
**** end of discussion
Play with my guys
**** know dat I'm bussin
Ain't calling no hits
**** know how I'm comin
I like to get active
I be in the jungle
Interrogation rooms
Bout dat murda sayin nun
I'm cut from a different cloth **** be bluffin
Boy u a rat
And dat paperwork ugly
No love from the guys
When i see em I up it
Tucking his tail
That pussy be bluffin
I'm still in my hood
Onthe main and I love it Looking for me
Up dat murda rate fuck it
That karma be real
Tell that bihh that I love ha
I live by the gun
I might die
I'm like fuck it
Know consequences
Come with repercussions
My intuition
Tellin me to just buss it
Fuck a ****
I can never trust it
Ima walk down myself
**** think that I'm bluffin
Twelve hit my door
My dope had to flush it
All bout a rat
These **** be pussy
Im banging gd
My brother with tookie
Don't claim to be killa
But **** don't push me
I'll have them young **** Layin in your bushes
I'll have them young ****
Laying in your bushes
**** be sneak dissin
Knowinf dam well
They don't want no beef
All my life
I been thuggin
Really in them streets
Never fold never ratted
Hoover been a g
Them fuck ****
Get stepped on
Playing with my gs
**** be sneak dissin
knowing dam well
They don't want no beef
All my life
I been thuggin
Really in them streets
Never fold never ratted
Hoover been a g
Them fuck ****
Get stepped on
Playing with my gs
Ion like your energy
I keep dat drake
Cuz **** envy me
They know I'm big gang
Only fear god
Shit don't rattle me
I done see murders
Pulled kick doors
Turned lives to tragedies
I fucked yo main bihh
I gave ha back
Why u mad at me
She got that good neck
Dat pussy trash
It don't excite a g
Hell naw I ain't coping out
I keep rocket on side of me
Last **** got lined up
On a shit bag
U know was up with me
Premeditated how I'm coming Boy u know my gs
No hesitation bihh I'm flanking I'm the first to squeeze
Everybody in the city
know was up with me
Big g ain't never fold
These pussy ****
Boy U know they told
Sticking to the g code
**** know that I'm gangsta
Play with my team
Boy u know that we stank em
Written by: Raymond Recardo Harmon
