Uh! I'm not to be fucked with
It ain't no secret 'bout how its going down once I put on the pressure
It ain't nothing but another nigga put on a stretcher
With a blanket over his face, take him to the morgue with the waste
'Cuz he was in the wrong place at the wrong time
So I gave it to him in his chest
In his throat, in his head, in his back, through his vest, yes
Ain't a whole lot to braking a nigga down fast
They call me black 'cuz thats how I'm gon' be on that ass
Y'all pussy niggas think y'all sweet
But ain't a fuckin thing going down til I eat
So can I beef? You betta while you still got teeth
'Cuz they about to get knocked out, hopped out
On that ass with a blast that'll make ya shit drop out
Popped out, through a you know what
Cuz you know why, and you know my
Motherfuckin name up in this game
And bitch, you know I
Will never be crossed flippin, but on some east coast terms
New York niggas do, fuck the perms
Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo! Uh! I'm not to be fucked with It ain't no secret 'bout how its going down once I put on the pressure It ain't nothing but another nigga put on a stretcher With a blanket over his face, take him to the morgue with the waste 'Cuz he was in the wrong place at the wrong time So I gave it to him in his chest In his throat, in his head, in his back, through his vest, yes Ain't a whole lot to braking a nigga down fast They call me black 'cuz thats how I'm gon' be on that ass Y'all pussy niggas think y'all sweet But ain't a fuckin thing going down til I eat So can I beef? You betta while you still got teeth 'Cuz they about to get knocked out, hopped out On that ass with a blast that'll make ya shit drop out Popped out, through a you know what Cuz you know why, and you know my Motherfuckin name up in this game And bitch, you know I Will never be crossed flippin, but on some east coast terms New York niggas do, fuck the perms Explain Request ×
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