[x2:]
Hands up, lay down
Count to ten before you get up off the ground
When you do you disappear like the matrix
But if you don't then my brother will leave you wasted
Do try to still on me, so I'm already pumped
Why you steady standin there talkin that shit, be hyped
Unload tha fapas, SK's and the millimeter choppas
I got niggas that be killas with some shit that when you shoot it on the block it sound like a helicopta
It's hard out here, motherf*ckers ain't got no worry
It's a few niggas got cocaine yo niggas got dope but most niggas got?
Little nigga try to play you shady, instead of yellin out three votes and allmighty
They be talkin bout 80's baby, shawtys that was born in the 90's is grindin
No respect and no morals, actin like you own that shit
F*ck up out my face big homie, matter fact don't know that shit
And it gets so crazy up in the streets some times I can't believe that this my land
Lil girls used to wanna f*ck a dope boy, now they wanna f*ck a stick up man
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[x2:]
Hands up, lay down
Count to ten before you get up off the ground
When you do you disappear like the matrix
But if you don't then my brother will leave you wasted
Do try to still on me, so I'm already pumped
Why you steady standin there talkin that shit, be hyped
Unload tha fapas, SK's and the millimeter choppas
I got niggas that be killas with some shit that when you shoot it on the block it sound like a helicopta
It's hard out here, motherf*ckers ain't got no worry
It's a few niggas got cocaine yo niggas got dope but most niggas got?
Little nigga try to play you shady, instead of yellin out three votes and allmighty
They be talkin bout 80's baby, shawtys that was born in the 90's is grindin
No respect and no morals, actin like you own that shit
F*ck up out my face big homie, matter fact don't know that shit
And it gets so crazy up in the streets some times I can't believe that this my land
Lil girls used to wanna f*ck a dope boy, now they wanna f*ck a stick up man
Hands up, lay down
Count to ten before you get up off the ground
When you do you disappear like the matrix
But if you don't then my brother will leave you wasted
Do try to still on me, so I'm already pumped
Why you steady standin there talkin that shit, be hyped
Unload tha fapas, SK's and the millimeter choppas
I got niggas that be killas with some shit that when you shoot it on the block it sound like a helicopta
It's hard out here, motherf*ckers ain't got no worry
It's a few niggas got cocaine yo niggas got dope but most niggas got?
Little nigga try to play you shady, instead of yellin out three votes and allmighty
They be talkin bout 80's baby, shawtys that was born in the 90's is grindin
No respect and no morals, actin like you own that shit
F*ck up out my face big homie, matter fact don't know that shit
And it gets so crazy up in the streets some times I can't believe that this my land
Lil girls used to wanna f*ck a dope boy, now they wanna f*ck a stick up man
Writer: CARL TERRELL MITCHELL, SAMUEL C. LINDLEY, JUAQUIN MALPHURS
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC