F*ck around, f*ck around
Put a bullet in your crown
Bring the guns to the town
Niggas bump in the crowd
Put a bullet in my brain
I can't ever feel no pain
Skeptical of what you sayin
Boutta have a nigga spraying
These thoughts they cloud my mind
Never thought I'd have the time
Always catch a nigga lying
But I'll catch a nigga from behind
Clear the fakes from my life
Only tryina earn stripes
Bitch I'm boutta take your life
Right before I take mine
Pour a four, pour a four
Niggas always ask for more
Don't f*ck with a handout
Boutta have your mother mourn
All my niggas gettin grown
Put a hallow in your dome
In the moonlight it shines
Like the sun has never shone
Late night savage gang
Never f*ckin wit a lame
Leave your body on the ground
Layin in the f*ckin rain
Better get off my ass
Boutta have the ruger clap
Draco and the 40
Drugs and guns in the f*ckin trap
Bitch we always off the shits
Big blunts take a hit
F*ck the fed f*ck an opp
We don't f*ck wit a snitch
All my niggas pour a four
Leave you layin on the floor
Hit it once then I'm done
Lead your ass to the door
El Escobario - Max.Pain Lyrics
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F*ck around, f*ck around
Put a bullet in your crown
Bring the guns to the town
Niggas bump in the crowd
Put a bullet in my brain
I can't ever feel no pain
Skeptical of what you sayin
Boutta have a nigga spraying
These thoughts they cloud my mind
Never thought I'd have the time
Always catch a nigga lying
But I'll catch a nigga from behind
Clear the fakes from my life
Only tryina earn stripes
Bitch I'm boutta take your life
Right before I take mine
Pour a four, pour a four
Niggas always ask for more
Don't f*ck with a handout
Boutta have your mother mourn
All my niggas gettin grown
Put a hallow in your dome
In the moonlight it shines
Like the sun has never shone
Late night savage gang
Never f*ckin wit a lame
Leave your body on the ground
Layin in the f*ckin rain
Better get off my ass
Boutta have the ruger clap
Draco and the 40
Drugs and guns in the f*ckin trap
Bitch we always off the shits
Big blunts take a hit
F*ck the fed f*ck an opp
We don't f*ck wit a snitch
All my niggas pour a four
Leave you layin on the floor
Hit it once then I'm done
Lead your ass to the door
Put a bullet in your crown
Bring the guns to the town
Niggas bump in the crowd
Put a bullet in my brain
I can't ever feel no pain
Skeptical of what you sayin
Boutta have a nigga spraying
These thoughts they cloud my mind
Never thought I'd have the time
Always catch a nigga lying
But I'll catch a nigga from behind
Clear the fakes from my life
Only tryina earn stripes
Bitch I'm boutta take your life
Right before I take mine
Pour a four, pour a four
Niggas always ask for more
Don't f*ck with a handout
Boutta have your mother mourn
All my niggas gettin grown
Put a hallow in your dome
In the moonlight it shines
Like the sun has never shone
Late night savage gang
Never f*ckin wit a lame
Leave your body on the ground
Layin in the f*ckin rain
Better get off my ass
Boutta have the ruger clap
Draco and the 40
Drugs and guns in the f*ckin trap
Bitch we always off the shits
Big blunts take a hit
F*ck the fed f*ck an opp
We don't f*ck wit a snitch
All my niggas pour a four
Leave you layin on the floor
Hit it once then I'm done
Lead your ass to the door
Writer: Adnan Benedict
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