Gangsta Cry Foolio

[Intro]
Fifty thousand on my top, lurkin' with a shark
Blackice
Ride through the city, car antenna
Fifty on my Glock
My brother was tryna kill me the whole time, was ridin' with a opp
Don't know who to trust, they feel less
Gon' try kill me for my spot

[Verse 1]
WWE, war with everybody
All them niggas opps (Them niggas opps)
War with everybody, no pick n' choose
They all gettin' shot (They gettin' shot)
Know I'm not no fuckin' valet driver
We on't park your car (Park your car)
Marcus got church
But they just waiting on death dates to drop (Dates to drop)
Back to back, splat after splat
I told [?] to handle that (To handle that)
Used to love Soulja so much, it broke my heart so much
Found out he was a rat (You was a rat)
We die to never tell the 6 laws, bro we live by that (Live by that)
Bibby all business get crucial, we stand by that
Jigga, six he a cold blood killer (Six he a cold blood killer)
Fell in love with a pistol, send my lil' shooter to get you
Cojack he smooth as a whistle
Glock9ine he got extensions (Six)
I fell in love with the trenches, I fell in love with my glizzy
Complete the mission, that shit he rappin' is fiction
Anything I rap, I did it
City block we livin', really kill shit, we litty
Niggas be cap like a fitty
I'm anti-social, I don't wanna motherfuckin' fit in
Say you gon' ride then get it
I can't perform, I can't get my motherfuckin' Blicky
These rap niggas really be chicken, really be bitches
Co-operating with snitches, that shit he rappin', I did it