[Intro]
I stepped in the game I blew up quick like land mines
Every shot that I bust at niggas I land mines
I own acres now all this land mines
I copped both rovers the range and the land mines
Niggas schemin' on me got the kid light on ice
That why I sticked to my burner like white on rice
[Verse]
I'm like death
'Cause nobody alive gonna take me
I'ma do me till the FBI gon' chase me
Fiens be on the block looking funny and shaky
I'ma take a trip to where ever my money can take me
And I'm trigga happy waiting for a nigga to front
I need to clap something I ain't shoot a nigga in months
There ain't nothing you can tell me to help you clown
I'm 'bout to cock the hammer and nail you down
And I got over a hundred weapons in my gun collection
Niggas call me when they want protection
But everyday I gotta blaze something
'Cause niggas in the hood stay fronting
Chill dubs you ain't got to say nothing
Why you mad for
Mad cause my chain flooded
Or because I walk the streets with it like it ain't nothing
I fuck bitches and give it to 'em how they want it
Turn 'em over and throw away up in they stomach
And when I'm finshed I pass 'em off to my eight cousin
I stepped in the game I blew up quick like land mines
Every shot that I bust at niggas I land mines
I own acres now all this land mines
I copped both rovers the range and the land mines
Niggas schemin' on me got the kid light on ice
That why I sticked to my burner like white on rice
[Verse]
I'm like death
'Cause nobody alive gonna take me
I'ma do me till the FBI gon' chase me
Fiens be on the block looking funny and shaky
I'ma take a trip to where ever my money can take me
And I'm trigga happy waiting for a nigga to front
I need to clap something I ain't shoot a nigga in months
There ain't nothing you can tell me to help you clown
I'm 'bout to cock the hammer and nail you down
And I got over a hundred weapons in my gun collection
Niggas call me when they want protection
But everyday I gotta blaze something
'Cause niggas in the hood stay fronting
Chill dubs you ain't got to say nothing
Why you mad for
Mad cause my chain flooded
Or because I walk the streets with it like it ain't nothing
I fuck bitches and give it to 'em how they want it
Turn 'em over and throw away up in they stomach
And when I'm finshed I pass 'em off to my eight cousin
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