On The Edge Wee2Hard & Anti Da Menace
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[Intro]
(Turn me up, Keyz)
[Chorus: Wee2Hard]
Glaow, that's that sound of that stick
How many times you sat backseat and somebody got hit? Never
These niggas scary as a bitch, caught your mans and he ain't shoot
Whenever on my side, no, I ain't lackin', them sticks ain't never far
Feel like I'm livin' on the edge, nigga, murder run through my head
Kill me if I'm opp, don't let me slide 'cause I ain't gon' spare shit
Free my opps out Fulton county, so I can shoot 'em in they shit
Bet them boys die, time they get relief, chopper shit
[Verse 1: Wee2Hard]
Y'all see Moe with me, just know he good, caught him on no murder
All these damn choppers, police can't stop it, they better off callin' the army
Nigga, I ain't tied with shit with no murder gang, 'bout the members this shit can get ugly
In Benihana, eatin' shrimp and lobster, with this .357, nigga play, get grilled
My lil' bro ain't even in high school, done that four-nick' like he thirty
4way what? Get four to the chin, lurkin' Evelyn, nigga, come outside
You in paperwork or if rumors you ratted, hell nah, you can't shake my hand
I'm smokin' za with Kid, we have our beans and guns, yeah, we havin' tons
[Chorus: Wee2Hard]
Glaow, that's that sound of that stick
How many times you sat backseat and somebody got hit? Never
These niggas scary as a bitch, caught your mans and he ain't shoot
Whenever on my side, no, I ain't lackin', them sticks ain't never far
Feel like I'm livin' on the edge, nigga, murder run through my head
Kill me if I'm opp, don't let me slide 'cause I ain't gon' spare shit
Free my opps out Fulton county, so I can shoot 'em in they shit
Bet them boys die, time they get relief, chopper shit
(Turn me up, Keyz)
[Chorus: Wee2Hard]
Glaow, that's that sound of that stick
How many times you sat backseat and somebody got hit? Never
These niggas scary as a bitch, caught your mans and he ain't shoot
Whenever on my side, no, I ain't lackin', them sticks ain't never far
Feel like I'm livin' on the edge, nigga, murder run through my head
Kill me if I'm opp, don't let me slide 'cause I ain't gon' spare shit
Free my opps out Fulton county, so I can shoot 'em in they shit
Bet them boys die, time they get relief, chopper shit
[Verse 1: Wee2Hard]
Y'all see Moe with me, just know he good, caught him on no murder
All these damn choppers, police can't stop it, they better off callin' the army
Nigga, I ain't tied with shit with no murder gang, 'bout the members this shit can get ugly
In Benihana, eatin' shrimp and lobster, with this .357, nigga play, get grilled
My lil' bro ain't even in high school, done that four-nick' like he thirty
4way what? Get four to the chin, lurkin' Evelyn, nigga, come outside
You in paperwork or if rumors you ratted, hell nah, you can't shake my hand
I'm smokin' za with Kid, we have our beans and guns, yeah, we havin' tons
[Chorus: Wee2Hard]
Glaow, that's that sound of that stick
How many times you sat backseat and somebody got hit? Never
These niggas scary as a bitch, caught your mans and he ain't shoot
Whenever on my side, no, I ain't lackin', them sticks ain't never far
Feel like I'm livin' on the edge, nigga, murder run through my head
Kill me if I'm opp, don't let me slide 'cause I ain't gon' spare shit
Free my opps out Fulton county, so I can shoot 'em in they shit
Bet them boys die, time they get relief, chopper shit
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