Lyrics: Lontrell Williams Jr/Rodney Wright/Tiquan Pryor
Music: Lontrell Williams Jr/Rodney Wright/Tiquan Pryor
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TP baby
Blrrrd
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Man this shit here crazy stupid b*****s say we killed my nigga
Say they caught him slippin' in south Memphis I was somewhere seekin'
Know how we get down and how we kick it facts you know the business
Had some up and downs and up some guns this shit got kind of wicked
Now I'm out in traffic by myself I don't know who to trust
This Glock got my back Draco with me clutchin' on every truck
I'ma keep on smashin' keep yo name alive and post you up
b*****s wanna **** 'cause I'm above my feelings in my n**s
Swervin' through the city in this Scat I got 'bout fifty on me
Opps tryna sic b*****s on me carbon it got 'bout sixty on it
Ever since I lost Taydoe been creepin' with the kitchen homie
Cold heart Crippin' like I'm Gunna b***h I'm drippin' on 'em
Trappin' out a vacant with no neighbor tryna get it in
357 came with eight shots I'm tryna let off ten
The plug say he gon' stop sending the bows we keep stretchin' his friend
Well little do he know his a*s next when soon as we meet again
Jason hit my phone like they just booked me for 'bout twenty racks
Chop that shit in half &send off a ten he send me twenty back
The streets say we got ether keep on droppin'
This shit hit like crack &we the ones who started slimin' out with choppas in the Scat
I know what it feel like take this make sure this pill right
Three to the chest one to the neck I bet that boy don't heal right
I keep popping all these pills 'cause I like what it feel like
And don't think that I'm slippin' try your luck you gon' get killed twice
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Uh oh here come Mr Shiesty I'm who they can't wait to see
Active in them streets when shit go down they quick to say it's me
Waitin' on my response but all I got to say is keep a G
Ain't so sense in speakin' on the dead but may he rest in peace
Can't change what they feel like grab the Drac' I don't feel right
Customizing Glocks like Call of Duty what your kills like
niggas havin' secret smoke they don't want to bring to the light
Ain't putting them people in the biz but we chopped it the same night
Can't compare us to them singing nigga s we the drill type
Been put down that basketball to go see what the field like
If I ever took from you before I could of did it twice
Creepin' through the night I'm not a thief but I'll steal your life
Blrrd blrrd blrrd
You heard that sound
That mean that came from us
**** this rappin' shit I'm quick as **** to go get suited up
It's only two nigga s that played with us but then they knew what's up
Every time we found out where they be we came through shootin' it up on God
Blrrd
And all you other nigga's hoes strapped with the shell catchers 38 and snub nose
I'm high speedin' from helicopters police tried to block the road
If I pull over today you might not see me 'til I'm old