(Pipe that shit up, TNT)
You know, I don't really, I ain't really on that gangbangin' shit
But you know them young niggas, they don't even play
Tellin' you, know what I'm sayin'?
It's cool to go to school, I went to school, you know what I'm sayin'?
You know what I'm sayin'?
(MikeMadeThe808s)
ATF for life
When I say big dawg boss, big dawg boss, you know what I'm sayin'?
What up bitch? I'm, c'mon, man, bitch, you know what's up with me
Brr, hah
Ain't got to pay no shooters, because they paid
Tryna bodybag a nigga and that's on Reniyah grave
ATR and we take war shit deeply
I done seen too many fall to let you bitches beat me
Okay, so wipe a nigga's nose or somethin', yeah
Send a nigga home or somethin', yeah
Pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
Get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
Rock out with that chrome or somethin', yeah
Yeah, get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, go pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga, on my brother, I got a cutter with a hundred in it
Hit a nigga street with that heat and have him jumpin' fences
Chris got a yopper, he the youngest but the f*ckin' dumbest
Niggas want war with the gang but they ain't got no money
New rental plug, we tinted up, they never seen us comin'
I told lil' bro that I got ten and we can f*ckin' run it
Let's go to war, let's go to war, may the best win
For the love of money, I seen best friends kill best friends
Six bales and give a nigga three hours, he'll be on the news
I was on my way to Cali when bruh got knocked out his shoes
From my block to your block, niggas is gettin' blues
The streets ain't for these lil' boys, you better stay in school
Ain't got to pay no shooters, because they paid
Tryna bodybag a nigga and that's on Reniyah grave
ATR and we take war shit deeply
I done seen too many fall to let you bitches beat me
Okay, so wipe a nigga's nose or somethin', yeah
Send a nigga home or somethin', yeah
Pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
Get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
Rock out with that chrome or somethin', yeah
Yeah, get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, go pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
That's what I'm tellin' you, nigga
Say what the f*ck you want 'bout the gang
I bet you still don't wanna go to war
I bet you don't want no smoke
These niggas ain't got no money to be beefin', man
These niggas crazier than a bitch
Yeah, the streets too dry to be tryna go to war with a nigga with some money, man
Three, four racks, man, he'll walk right up on your ass
Better stop playin' (grrah, grrah)
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(Pipe that shit up, TNT)
You know, I don't really, I ain't really on that gangbangin' shit
But you know them young niggas, they don't even play
Tellin' you, know what I'm sayin'?
It's cool to go to school, I went to school, you know what I'm sayin'?
You know what I'm sayin'?
(MikeMadeThe808s)
ATF for life
When I say big dawg boss, big dawg boss, you know what I'm sayin'?
What up bitch? I'm, c'mon, man, bitch, you know what's up with me
Brr, hah
Ain't got to pay no shooters, because they paid
Tryna bodybag a nigga and that's on Reniyah grave
ATR and we take war shit deeply
I done seen too many fall to let you bitches beat me
Okay, so wipe a nigga's nose or somethin', yeah
Send a nigga home or somethin', yeah
Pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
Get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
Rock out with that chrome or somethin', yeah
Yeah, get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, go pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga, on my brother, I got a cutter with a hundred in it
Hit a nigga street with that heat and have him jumpin' fences
Chris got a yopper, he the youngest but the f*ckin' dumbest
Niggas want war with the gang but they ain't got no money
New rental plug, we tinted up, they never seen us comin'
I told lil' bro that I got ten and we can f*ckin' run it
Let's go to war, let's go to war, may the best win
For the love of money, I seen best friends kill best friends
Six bales and give a nigga three hours, he'll be on the news
I was on my way to Cali when bruh got knocked out his shoes
From my block to your block, niggas is gettin' blues
The streets ain't for these lil' boys, you better stay in school
Ain't got to pay no shooters, because they paid
Tryna bodybag a nigga and that's on Reniyah grave
ATR and we take war shit deeply
I done seen too many fall to let you bitches beat me
Okay, so wipe a nigga's nose or somethin', yeah
Send a nigga home or somethin', yeah
Pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
Get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
Rock out with that chrome or somethin', yeah
Yeah, get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, go pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
That's what I'm tellin' you, nigga
Say what the f*ck you want 'bout the gang
I bet you still don't wanna go to war
I bet you don't want no smoke
These niggas ain't got no money to be beefin', man
These niggas crazier than a bitch
Yeah, the streets too dry to be tryna go to war with a nigga with some money, man
Three, four racks, man, he'll walk right up on your ass
Better stop playin' (grrah, grrah)
You know, I don't really, I ain't really on that gangbangin' shit
But you know them young niggas, they don't even play
Tellin' you, know what I'm sayin'?
It's cool to go to school, I went to school, you know what I'm sayin'?
You know what I'm sayin'?
(MikeMadeThe808s)
ATF for life
When I say big dawg boss, big dawg boss, you know what I'm sayin'?
What up bitch? I'm, c'mon, man, bitch, you know what's up with me
Brr, hah
Ain't got to pay no shooters, because they paid
Tryna bodybag a nigga and that's on Reniyah grave
ATR and we take war shit deeply
I done seen too many fall to let you bitches beat me
Okay, so wipe a nigga's nose or somethin', yeah
Send a nigga home or somethin', yeah
Pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
Get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
Rock out with that chrome or somethin', yeah
Yeah, get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, go pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga, on my brother, I got a cutter with a hundred in it
Hit a nigga street with that heat and have him jumpin' fences
Chris got a yopper, he the youngest but the f*ckin' dumbest
Niggas want war with the gang but they ain't got no money
New rental plug, we tinted up, they never seen us comin'
I told lil' bro that I got ten and we can f*ckin' run it
Let's go to war, let's go to war, may the best win
For the love of money, I seen best friends kill best friends
Six bales and give a nigga three hours, he'll be on the news
I was on my way to Cali when bruh got knocked out his shoes
From my block to your block, niggas is gettin' blues
The streets ain't for these lil' boys, you better stay in school
Ain't got to pay no shooters, because they paid
Tryna bodybag a nigga and that's on Reniyah grave
ATR and we take war shit deeply
I done seen too many fall to let you bitches beat me
Okay, so wipe a nigga's nose or somethin', yeah
Send a nigga home or somethin', yeah
Pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
Get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
Rock out with that chrome or somethin', yeah
Yeah, get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, go pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
That's what I'm tellin' you, nigga
Say what the f*ck you want 'bout the gang
I bet you still don't wanna go to war
I bet you don't want no smoke
These niggas ain't got no money to be beefin', man
These niggas crazier than a bitch
Yeah, the streets too dry to be tryna go to war with a nigga with some money, man
Three, four racks, man, he'll walk right up on your ass
Better stop playin' (grrah, grrah)
Writer: Rodarius M. Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.