[Intro]
Nigga, for real
Goofy-ass nigga
Fuck your homie, nigga, my homie still alive, the fuck? (You know that)
Nigga, free my hood, nigga
Fuck your hood, nigga
We still on the Ave where it's all good, nigga
Tell the opps go post they side, we gon' through that bitch
Kill all they ass, on my dead homie, look
[Verse]
Way before all this rap, I was somewhere on the opp block tryna work me a ProTool
Why is you callin' me brother? I am not your brother, nigga, I don't even know you
Bro, you is not no gangster just 'cause you got you a gun, bro 'nem used to ho you
I am not a nice rapper, I don't wanna kick it, if I text your phone, I'm tryna door you
Pull up and box him in, the lil' nigga fucked, it ain't nowhere hе can run to
I just got a brand new Glock, I'm so ready to shoot, nigga, we not finna rumblе
Smoke him and his brother, I know that's sad, but that's how the cookie crumble
Come on the side of our field, we sendin' the blitz, we finna make him fumble
I'm finna pop my shit, fuck all the opps, nigga, I've been way too humble
I know why you hate your bitch, when it's time to fuck, nigga, I'm the one she come to
Stupid lil' nigga, you don't wanna use your head, this 7.62 gon' thump you
No, you cannot come around, when I was fucked up, I couldn't get shit from you
Hand on the three, we finna stop this V and we finna bounce out, nigga (You better chase him)
We finna bounce out, nigga (Chase him, chase him)
We finna bounce out, nigga (Get his ass)
Stop this V, you better use your feet 'cause we finna bounce out, nigga (Get his ass, get his ass)
We finna bounce out, nigga (Get his ass, get his ass)
We finna bounce out, nigga (Nigga)
When we bounce out, I chase everybody on the right, you chase everybody on the left
Bullets start comin' so fast, but we on your ass, you better watch your step
When he seen the Drac', you should've seen his face, he already knew it was death
I've been shootin' this bitch so long the siren comin', but I don't even care
Spot him, we got him, bullets all up in his dreads, I could tell it was him by his hair
Fill him with shells, then bounce back in the V and put his dumb ass in the air
Shots to the back, leg, chest and head, how I know? Pussy boy, I was there
Me and Three bouncin' out and us two missin' our targets, man, that shit so rare
We hit his little ass from the blindside, man, that shit wasn't fair
When I caught that nigga, he wasn't actin' like no killer, the nigga was screamin' for help
I could sign a deal right now, I don't give no fuck, forever gon' lay that belt
Tryna go to war with Lil Von and you unarmed, you basically killin' yourself
Nigga, for real
Goofy-ass nigga
Fuck your homie, nigga, my homie still alive, the fuck? (You know that)
Nigga, free my hood, nigga
Fuck your hood, nigga
We still on the Ave where it's all good, nigga
Tell the opps go post they side, we gon' through that bitch
Kill all they ass, on my dead homie, look
[Verse]
Way before all this rap, I was somewhere on the opp block tryna work me a ProTool
Why is you callin' me brother? I am not your brother, nigga, I don't even know you
Bro, you is not no gangster just 'cause you got you a gun, bro 'nem used to ho you
I am not a nice rapper, I don't wanna kick it, if I text your phone, I'm tryna door you
Pull up and box him in, the lil' nigga fucked, it ain't nowhere hе can run to
I just got a brand new Glock, I'm so ready to shoot, nigga, we not finna rumblе
Smoke him and his brother, I know that's sad, but that's how the cookie crumble
Come on the side of our field, we sendin' the blitz, we finna make him fumble
I'm finna pop my shit, fuck all the opps, nigga, I've been way too humble
I know why you hate your bitch, when it's time to fuck, nigga, I'm the one she come to
Stupid lil' nigga, you don't wanna use your head, this 7.62 gon' thump you
No, you cannot come around, when I was fucked up, I couldn't get shit from you
Hand on the three, we finna stop this V and we finna bounce out, nigga (You better chase him)
We finna bounce out, nigga (Chase him, chase him)
We finna bounce out, nigga (Get his ass)
Stop this V, you better use your feet 'cause we finna bounce out, nigga (Get his ass, get his ass)
We finna bounce out, nigga (Get his ass, get his ass)
We finna bounce out, nigga (Nigga)
When we bounce out, I chase everybody on the right, you chase everybody on the left
Bullets start comin' so fast, but we on your ass, you better watch your step
When he seen the Drac', you should've seen his face, he already knew it was death
I've been shootin' this bitch so long the siren comin', but I don't even care
Spot him, we got him, bullets all up in his dreads, I could tell it was him by his hair
Fill him with shells, then bounce back in the V and put his dumb ass in the air
Shots to the back, leg, chest and head, how I know? Pussy boy, I was there
Me and Three bouncin' out and us two missin' our targets, man, that shit so rare
We hit his little ass from the blindside, man, that shit wasn't fair
When I caught that nigga, he wasn't actin' like no killer, the nigga was screamin' for help
I could sign a deal right now, I don't give no fuck, forever gon' lay that belt
Tryna go to war with Lil Von and you unarmed, you basically killin' yourself
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