[Intro]
(FBEAT go crazy)
(FBEAT producin' all the heat)
[Verse]
Fuck a nigga bitch, take her to the dark
Chase him down and get right with him, I'm hittin' my mark
Told that nigga worry 'bout himself, I'ma do my part
When I hit the kennel, I went hard, you can check my chart
Screamin' you a trophy, takin' pictures with well-known marks
Told him keep the gang out his mouth 'cause he been was a mark
Nigga, you ain't really from the gang
Tiny, slap him, take his chain
Told the bitch get on her knees and do her thing
Yeah, niggas get slapped for actin' strange
Other side spooked to hang 'cause it ain't safe
Hmm, we gon' come and put 'em in they place
Slid through, caught two, closed case
Don't ask me where I'm from 'cause the gang up on my face
Nigga always screamin' he important, but he ain't
The other side just put on two niggas, let's erase 'em
Told the homie quit cryin' over hoes, we'll replace 'em
How a nigga mad at me 'cause his main bitch ate the dick?
Way a nigga really bang the gang, yeah, I'm made for this
How a nigga bang the gang for years get paid to snitch?
I'm the type of nigga hit a three on some Laker shit
You the type of nigga slide through pump fakin' and shit
We gon' bounce out and walk him down with the blick and shit
We gon' put the opp in the 'Wood and smoke that bitch
Bitch better not try to set me up or I'm smokin' that bitch
Walked in the county-jail tanks and did my shit
I'm the most important TinyLoc, I'll fuck your bitch
If I make one phone call, shit might get vicious
Told the homie let me out right here, I'ma handle my business
Bitch keep tryna kick me out the pussy, I'm not even finished
Why the opps keep poppin' on the 'net and they know they not with it?
Hmm, now they done started something
Pullin' up and spark on something, pullin' out DeMarcus Cousins
Fuck around and kill your cousin, nigga, I'm not goin' for nothing
Mini MAC just started blastin', I ain't even ask what happened
I'm not givin' any passes, I'm not cappin'
I don't even fuck with maggots, I'll do them niggas tragic
I'll let them niggas have it, I'll fuck around and slap 'em
Fuck around and grab 'em by they neck and chokeslam 'em
51st Street dudes ain't got no slappers
Fuck around and creep up on them from the back and back-slap 'em
And don't tell me where you from because it don't matter
You can tuck your chains all you want, we still gon' grab 'em
Ball up all you want, I'm still gon' slap you
Even if y'all come and kill a smoker, we goin' bananas
Met an opp in jail, when he get out, I'm still gon' clap him
Hmm, 'cause he still a bitch
Hmm, and you still a snitch
Hmm, and I'm a thirsty Crip
Niggas get killed every day, better mind your business (FBEAT go crazy)
Four years ain't change shit, bitch, I'm still with it
Stop sayin' you spint with the switch, 'cause no you didn't
Bitch said, "Ayy, bae, what you want for Christmas?"
I just want a lawyer so that nigga handle all the killings
(FBEAT go crazy)
(FBEAT producin' all the heat)
[Verse]
Fuck a nigga bitch, take her to the dark
Chase him down and get right with him, I'm hittin' my mark
Told that nigga worry 'bout himself, I'ma do my part
When I hit the kennel, I went hard, you can check my chart
Screamin' you a trophy, takin' pictures with well-known marks
Told him keep the gang out his mouth 'cause he been was a mark
Nigga, you ain't really from the gang
Tiny, slap him, take his chain
Told the bitch get on her knees and do her thing
Yeah, niggas get slapped for actin' strange
Other side spooked to hang 'cause it ain't safe
Hmm, we gon' come and put 'em in they place
Slid through, caught two, closed case
Don't ask me where I'm from 'cause the gang up on my face
Nigga always screamin' he important, but he ain't
The other side just put on two niggas, let's erase 'em
Told the homie quit cryin' over hoes, we'll replace 'em
How a nigga mad at me 'cause his main bitch ate the dick?
Way a nigga really bang the gang, yeah, I'm made for this
How a nigga bang the gang for years get paid to snitch?
I'm the type of nigga hit a three on some Laker shit
You the type of nigga slide through pump fakin' and shit
We gon' bounce out and walk him down with the blick and shit
We gon' put the opp in the 'Wood and smoke that bitch
Bitch better not try to set me up or I'm smokin' that bitch
Walked in the county-jail tanks and did my shit
I'm the most important TinyLoc, I'll fuck your bitch
If I make one phone call, shit might get vicious
Told the homie let me out right here, I'ma handle my business
Bitch keep tryna kick me out the pussy, I'm not even finished
Why the opps keep poppin' on the 'net and they know they not with it?
Hmm, now they done started something
Pullin' up and spark on something, pullin' out DeMarcus Cousins
Fuck around and kill your cousin, nigga, I'm not goin' for nothing
Mini MAC just started blastin', I ain't even ask what happened
I'm not givin' any passes, I'm not cappin'
I don't even fuck with maggots, I'll do them niggas tragic
I'll let them niggas have it, I'll fuck around and slap 'em
Fuck around and grab 'em by they neck and chokeslam 'em
51st Street dudes ain't got no slappers
Fuck around and creep up on them from the back and back-slap 'em
And don't tell me where you from because it don't matter
You can tuck your chains all you want, we still gon' grab 'em
Ball up all you want, I'm still gon' slap you
Even if y'all come and kill a smoker, we goin' bananas
Met an opp in jail, when he get out, I'm still gon' clap him
Hmm, 'cause he still a bitch
Hmm, and you still a snitch
Hmm, and I'm a thirsty Crip
Niggas get killed every day, better mind your business (FBEAT go crazy)
Four years ain't change shit, bitch, I'm still with it
Stop sayin' you spint with the switch, 'cause no you didn't
Bitch said, "Ayy, bae, what you want for Christmas?"
I just want a lawyer so that nigga handle all the killings
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