[Intro]
Nigga, I'm tryin' see what you workin', bitch
Tryin' see what one you workin', bitch
Nigga, im tryin' see what one you, huh
[Chorus]
Nigga, I'm tryin' see what you workin', bitch
Tell my lil' bro, "Swing that .9", and I ain't goin' for shit
That first time bustin' that .45, I damn near broke my wrist
Diss the gang, that's where I draw line, we turn 'em to a fit
I told lil bro, "Slide the cup and the .9", I'm finna take a risk
Hollow tips, hit a nigga in his spine, now he with a rollin' crip
Handicap, shoot a nigga in his spine, since he wanna be Rolling Crip'
My young nigga, get a nigga ass knocked off, just cause he told a tip
Huh, what's that on yo' nine, niggas call 'em grip
Slide on a nigga block, headshot gang, nigga, I don't shoot at cribs
Tryna ask me questions, I don't tell you nothin', or I'm gon tell a fib
These niggas totin', wannabe P, so go on shoot it real
Anytime he slide on a nigga, block, just go then tell him R.I.P
Slaying shit is still on my mind, I gotta catch a grill
Slaying, put a nigga out, "Fah-fah" turned that boy like milk
Turned boy that like milk
Fives, we got them fives, nigga extended clip
Fuck nigga, when you try, it done died, had to shoot my trip
Young nigga quick draw with the 'fye, I get it off my hip
Young nigga slide in that night time, they pour out carton of milk
Nigga, I'm tryin' see what you workin', bitch
Tryin' see what one you workin', bitch
Nigga, im tryin' see what one you, huh
[Chorus]
Nigga, I'm tryin' see what you workin', bitch
Tell my lil' bro, "Swing that .9", and I ain't goin' for shit
That first time bustin' that .45, I damn near broke my wrist
Diss the gang, that's where I draw line, we turn 'em to a fit
I told lil bro, "Slide the cup and the .9", I'm finna take a risk
Hollow tips, hit a nigga in his spine, now he with a rollin' crip
Handicap, shoot a nigga in his spine, since he wanna be Rolling Crip'
My young nigga, get a nigga ass knocked off, just cause he told a tip
Huh, what's that on yo' nine, niggas call 'em grip
Slide on a nigga block, headshot gang, nigga, I don't shoot at cribs
Tryna ask me questions, I don't tell you nothin', or I'm gon tell a fib
These niggas totin', wannabe P, so go on shoot it real
Anytime he slide on a nigga, block, just go then tell him R.I.P
Slaying shit is still on my mind, I gotta catch a grill
Slaying, put a nigga out, "Fah-fah" turned that boy like milk
Turned boy that like milk
Fives, we got them fives, nigga extended clip
Fuck nigga, when you try, it done died, had to shoot my trip
Young nigga quick draw with the 'fye, I get it off my hip
Young nigga slide in that night time, they pour out carton of milk
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