[Verse 1:]
These streets ain't safe so I keep me a cannon
I leave a nigga dead, right where he was standin
I'm ya worst nightmare just like a bad dream
Creep up on ya late night with the mac beam
These niggas started war when they kicked in my door
If I woulda been home them niggas'd be in the morgue
Ain't no friends everybody my enemies
Word on the streets niggas thinkin bout killin me
So I got no choice but to keep me a millime.
Niggas on my line but a nigga still gotta eat
So I'm out here erryday, ridin around these streets
Still gettin money nigga stackin alota geese
Ya f*ck boy deserved to be in the trunk boy
Actin all hard but ya really a punk boy
I don't give a f*ck if you niggas don't like me
Run up on a nigga you'll see what's under this white tee
[Chorus:]
Pull it out, cock it, clappin at you niggas
Niggas get to hatin cause ya bankroll bigga [x4]
[Verse 2:]
Takin trips just to get this cake
Niggas talkin bout drought nigga I keep that weight
Niggas talkin bout they go for 28
You might get about 40 in a whole 'notha state
You wanna talk work nigga we can talk numbers
I been coppin thangs since I was a lil youngster
Fresh off the porch with a sack in my draws
Never givin a f*ck about no feds or no laws
Learned to stack money, and I came up quick
I'm on 4 thangs I was just coppin zips
I'm gettin money now so watch the money flip
You niggas be trickin off spendin on a bitch
Me & my fam man we tryna get rich
Get in, get out before the feds come hit
Ya gotta keep a solid cause niggas snitch
9 times outta ten, it's all over a bitch
[Chorus x8]
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[Verse 1:]
These streets ain't safe so I keep me a cannon
I leave a nigga dead, right where he was standin
I'm ya worst nightmare just like a bad dream
Creep up on ya late night with the mac beam
These niggas started war when they kicked in my door
If I woulda been home them niggas'd be in the morgue
Ain't no friends everybody my enemies
Word on the streets niggas thinkin bout killin me
So I got no choice but to keep me a millime.
Niggas on my line but a nigga still gotta eat
So I'm out here erryday, ridin around these streets
Still gettin money nigga stackin alota geese
Ya f*ck boy deserved to be in the trunk boy
Actin all hard but ya really a punk boy
I don't give a f*ck if you niggas don't like me
Run up on a nigga you'll see what's under this white tee
[Chorus:]
Pull it out, cock it, clappin at you niggas
Niggas get to hatin cause ya bankroll bigga [x4]
[Verse 2:]
Takin trips just to get this cake
Niggas talkin bout drought nigga I keep that weight
Niggas talkin bout they go for 28
You might get about 40 in a whole 'notha state
You wanna talk work nigga we can talk numbers
I been coppin thangs since I was a lil youngster
Fresh off the porch with a sack in my draws
Never givin a f*ck about no feds or no laws
Learned to stack money, and I came up quick
I'm on 4 thangs I was just coppin zips
I'm gettin money now so watch the money flip
You niggas be trickin off spendin on a bitch
Me & my fam man we tryna get rich
Get in, get out before the feds come hit
Ya gotta keep a solid cause niggas snitch
9 times outta ten, it's all over a bitch
[Chorus x8]
These streets ain't safe so I keep me a cannon
I leave a nigga dead, right where he was standin
I'm ya worst nightmare just like a bad dream
Creep up on ya late night with the mac beam
These niggas started war when they kicked in my door
If I woulda been home them niggas'd be in the morgue
Ain't no friends everybody my enemies
Word on the streets niggas thinkin bout killin me
So I got no choice but to keep me a millime.
Niggas on my line but a nigga still gotta eat
So I'm out here erryday, ridin around these streets
Still gettin money nigga stackin alota geese
Ya f*ck boy deserved to be in the trunk boy
Actin all hard but ya really a punk boy
I don't give a f*ck if you niggas don't like me
Run up on a nigga you'll see what's under this white tee
[Chorus:]
Pull it out, cock it, clappin at you niggas
Niggas get to hatin cause ya bankroll bigga [x4]
[Verse 2:]
Takin trips just to get this cake
Niggas talkin bout drought nigga I keep that weight
Niggas talkin bout they go for 28
You might get about 40 in a whole 'notha state
You wanna talk work nigga we can talk numbers
I been coppin thangs since I was a lil youngster
Fresh off the porch with a sack in my draws
Never givin a f*ck about no feds or no laws
Learned to stack money, and I came up quick
I'm on 4 thangs I was just coppin zips
I'm gettin money now so watch the money flip
You niggas be trickin off spendin on a bitch
Me & my fam man we tryna get rich
Get in, get out before the feds come hit
Ya gotta keep a solid cause niggas snitch
9 times outta ten, it's all over a bitch
[Chorus x8]