Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
[Verse 1: Ramirez]
You don't really want no problem with a G like me
Born and raised in the city, known as the sucka free
Take a trip to the hunter's court and get yo ass blast
This shit is getting drastic
Light a blunt, and pass it
I need that cash inside my hand cause I don't play that shit
Grew around my uncle Mac, told me get it out a bitch
Work until the break of dawn
Gotta get my hustle on
Pimpin' bitches and countin' digits
The muscle movin' strong, ho
[Hook]
Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
[Verse 2: Ramirez]
I'm in the El Co with tinted windows
Blowing the endo
Bumping Nickatina, Conversations With The Devil, hoe
(Na na na na na)
Fool you got
Caught slippin
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
Greased up, G'd up, loced out, smokin' on that fountain mane
2 bricks, 2 licks, 2 flips
Better rake em' off this, mane
Who this, punk bitch who think she can run up off the lips?
Raise the mac off my hip
And I'm out here dumping shit, hoe
[Outro]
Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
Na, na, na, na, na
Fool you got caught slippin'
Put the pistol to your face
Don't let this be no murder case
[Intro] Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case [Verse 1: Ramirez] You don't really want no problem with a G like me Born and raised in the city, known as the sucka free Take a trip to the hunter's court and get yo ass blast This shit is getting drastic Light a blunt, and pass it I need that cash inside my hand cause I don't play that shit Grew around my uncle Mac, told me get it out a bitch Work until the break of dawn Gotta get my hustle on Pimpin' bitches and countin' digits The muscle movin' strong, ho [Hook] Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case [Verse 2: Ramirez] I'm in the El Co with tinted windows Blowing the endo Bumping Nickatina, Conversations With The Devil, hoe (Na na na na na) Fool you got Caught slippin Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case Greased up, G'd up, loced out, smokin' on that fountain mane 2 bricks, 2 licks, 2 flips Better rake em' off this, mane Who this, punk bitch who think she can run up off the lips? Raise the mac off my hip And I'm out here dumping shit, hoe [Outro] Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case Na, na, na, na, na Fool you got caught slippin' Put the pistol to your face Don't let this be no murder case Explain Request ×
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