Ima put these hands on you and then stand on you till you passed out
He was coming at full speed but look he ran his gas out
Shoot the 8 thru homie face and now he got a glass mouth
I keep squeezing till he die there ain't no f*cking tap outs
Pussy what you mad bout oh I'm flexin on yo bitch ass
You all bout guns and roses till I'm slashin' on yo bitch ass
Spin yo f*ckin block and get to choppin' with the big mag
I'm all about the beef get flame broiled like a big mac
I'm on go who u think u playing with
Slide up I ain't saying shit
On the ground you layin' stiff
If yo homie try to intervene
I'll get to sprayin' shit
I'll make a muthaf*cka Macarena
Got 'em thank he hit
My back against the wall got my word and my balls
Inhaling gun smoke like what the f*ck you think you doin'
If you want me to trip then tell 'em come and light this bomb
The pressure from blast will peel the skin right off the arm clear the scene bitch
Dummy's hit yo noggin tell me where the f*ck yo heart go
Put you under pressure I'm gon' break 'em till the scars show
Why the f*ck you walkin' in all flashy like a car show
Now you out here bitchin' when we at you with the long nose
Dawg say he gon' slide bitch look that iron ain't no paper weight
Bro gon' bend that corner and just hit you with that fade away
Hammers in my hand like UFC so put that blade away
We in the cage today rest of the month we on a paper chase
I been movin' out dolo
One button like a cholo
Ima slide with the brooms sticks and then shake shit like a snow globe
Fill ya bitch like a ho' ho',
Jimmy on me no low blows
Brown boys with them sticks out tryna lick something for the low low
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Ima put these hands on you and then stand on you till you passed out
He was coming at full speed but look he ran his gas out
Shoot the 8 thru homie face and now he got a glass mouth
I keep squeezing till he die there ain't no f*cking tap outs
Pussy what you mad bout oh I'm flexin on yo bitch ass
You all bout guns and roses till I'm slashin' on yo bitch ass
Spin yo f*ckin block and get to choppin' with the big mag
I'm all about the beef get flame broiled like a big mac
I'm on go who u think u playing with
Slide up I ain't saying shit
On the ground you layin' stiff
If yo homie try to intervene
I'll get to sprayin' shit
I'll make a muthaf*cka Macarena
Got 'em thank he hit
My back against the wall got my word and my balls
Inhaling gun smoke like what the f*ck you think you doin'
If you want me to trip then tell 'em come and light this bomb
The pressure from blast will peel the skin right off the arm clear the scene bitch
Dummy's hit yo noggin tell me where the f*ck yo heart go
Put you under pressure I'm gon' break 'em till the scars show
Why the f*ck you walkin' in all flashy like a car show
Now you out here bitchin' when we at you with the long nose
Dawg say he gon' slide bitch look that iron ain't no paper weight
Bro gon' bend that corner and just hit you with that fade away
Hammers in my hand like UFC so put that blade away
We in the cage today rest of the month we on a paper chase
I been movin' out dolo
One button like a cholo
Ima slide with the brooms sticks and then shake shit like a snow globe
Fill ya bitch like a ho' ho',
Jimmy on me no low blows
Brown boys with them sticks out tryna lick something for the low low
He was coming at full speed but look he ran his gas out
Shoot the 8 thru homie face and now he got a glass mouth
I keep squeezing till he die there ain't no f*cking tap outs
Pussy what you mad bout oh I'm flexin on yo bitch ass
You all bout guns and roses till I'm slashin' on yo bitch ass
Spin yo f*ckin block and get to choppin' with the big mag
I'm all about the beef get flame broiled like a big mac
I'm on go who u think u playing with
Slide up I ain't saying shit
On the ground you layin' stiff
If yo homie try to intervene
I'll get to sprayin' shit
I'll make a muthaf*cka Macarena
Got 'em thank he hit
My back against the wall got my word and my balls
Inhaling gun smoke like what the f*ck you think you doin'
If you want me to trip then tell 'em come and light this bomb
The pressure from blast will peel the skin right off the arm clear the scene bitch
Dummy's hit yo noggin tell me where the f*ck yo heart go
Put you under pressure I'm gon' break 'em till the scars show
Why the f*ck you walkin' in all flashy like a car show
Now you out here bitchin' when we at you with the long nose
Dawg say he gon' slide bitch look that iron ain't no paper weight
Bro gon' bend that corner and just hit you with that fade away
Hammers in my hand like UFC so put that blade away
We in the cage today rest of the month we on a paper chase
I been movin' out dolo
One button like a cholo
Ima slide with the brooms sticks and then shake shit like a snow globe
Fill ya bitch like a ho' ho',
Jimmy on me no low blows
Brown boys with them sticks out tryna lick something for the low low