[Intro]
(Beat Execs)
(Mercy Beatz, nigga)
(DrellOnTheTrack)
[Chorus]
Look, they don't wanna bang with us (They don't wanna bang with us)
Armed, and we dangerous (Yeah)
I say I can make a rapper go to sleep by doin' one thing (Yeah, one thing)
Look, bitch, get yo' head bust (Baow), from tryna play with us
Get the picture, catch 'em flip 'em, we leave stains and don't leave names (Okay, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Headshot 'em, the police find him (Yeah), see his brain right on side him (Bang, bang)
Shit, nigga what's poppin'? What's the problem? He wan' get at my partner (Shit, what it is?)
Wе gon' spin the whole whip, tell that bitch, "Gеt this chopper" (Brrt, brrt)
Respect the game you go too far and we gon' hit at yo' mama
Don Dada 'round the set and keep that TEC where I roam (Yeah)
At six, ain't want go to school
At seven smokin' on strong (I'm smokin' on strong)
At eight, we breakin' in homes
I snatch a purse then ran out (I snatch a purse then ran out)
Bang anything, we get down
And bitch, I'm straight out that Nawf, nigga, what? (Yeah, yeah)
It could be bulletproof, we still gon' spray the tour bus (Yeah, yeah)
I won't do what you wan' do, don't talk just let the tools bust (Yeah, yeah)
My lil' nigga chewed, he got his strap and bitch he bootin' up (Uh-huh?)
Let's go get at dude girl, he say that he gon' shoot at us (What? What?)
(Beat Execs)
(Mercy Beatz, nigga)
(DrellOnTheTrack)
[Chorus]
Look, they don't wanna bang with us (They don't wanna bang with us)
Armed, and we dangerous (Yeah)
I say I can make a rapper go to sleep by doin' one thing (Yeah, one thing)
Look, bitch, get yo' head bust (Baow), from tryna play with us
Get the picture, catch 'em flip 'em, we leave stains and don't leave names (Okay, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Headshot 'em, the police find him (Yeah), see his brain right on side him (Bang, bang)
Shit, nigga what's poppin'? What's the problem? He wan' get at my partner (Shit, what it is?)
Wе gon' spin the whole whip, tell that bitch, "Gеt this chopper" (Brrt, brrt)
Respect the game you go too far and we gon' hit at yo' mama
Don Dada 'round the set and keep that TEC where I roam (Yeah)
At six, ain't want go to school
At seven smokin' on strong (I'm smokin' on strong)
At eight, we breakin' in homes
I snatch a purse then ran out (I snatch a purse then ran out)
Bang anything, we get down
And bitch, I'm straight out that Nawf, nigga, what? (Yeah, yeah)
It could be bulletproof, we still gon' spray the tour bus (Yeah, yeah)
I won't do what you wan' do, don't talk just let the tools bust (Yeah, yeah)
My lil' nigga chewed, he got his strap and bitch he bootin' up (Uh-huh?)
Let's go get at dude girl, he say that he gon' shoot at us (What? What?)
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