From Jersey, Cali, and the UPT
Can't have ya shit
This haterism givin' niggaz a fit
Under 30 in my 223 click
Massed up position to buck on
To persuade these bitch ass niggaz to get the f..ck on
Young Bleed:
I gives a f..ck about you, you bitch you
Don't make me hit you and split you
Like a Ginsu, you crooked
Open up a can a stomp ass on a nigga
Or play target practice with that nigga Hilfiger
A gravedigger, smoke a nigga just like a swisa
You can run but you can't Ill still come and get ya
Be a man klet's do it like the G's do nigga
That's me and you not your whole crew nigga
What you scared
Got them black talons comin at yo head
Talk a lot of shit but when it went down you fled
You can't escape that infrared
Rounds and rounds of hot lead, now that punk bitch is dead
Da Ganksta:
It ain't no muthafuckin' game nigga, so why the f..ck is you playin'
It's like these bitch made niggaz don't understand
Even off at the mall you ain't say a muhafuckin' thing
And you ain't use 'em, you act like you don't want your f..ckin' brains
And this thang go, off in this game ho
Oh you ain't know, whooooaaa, there your brain's go
Nigga what you know about that real shit
Now what you know about the life bitch
That sharper than a knife shit
f..ckin' round'll get you f..cked over
Ho, fake ass ho ass wanna be hard soldier
I see down and hardened ass nigga runnin' 'round fakin' the funk
And they gon' learn when a nigga knock off a chunk
Ol' punk pussy ass nigga in the boot ass bitch you
Nigga where your heart at
Where ya nuts at nigga you's a ho
Chorus: x2
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From Jersey, Cali, and the UPT
Can't have ya shit
This haterism givin' niggaz a fit
Under 30 in my 223 click
Massed up position to buck on
To persuade these bitch ass niggaz to get the f..ck on
Young Bleed:
I gives a f..ck about you, you bitch you
Don't make me hit you and split you
Like a Ginsu, you crooked
Open up a can a stomp ass on a nigga
Or play target practice with that nigga Hilfiger
A gravedigger, smoke a nigga just like a swisa
You can run but you can't Ill still come and get ya
Be a man klet's do it like the G's do nigga
That's me and you not your whole crew nigga
What you scared
Got them black talons comin at yo head
Talk a lot of shit but when it went down you fled
You can't escape that infrared
Rounds and rounds of hot lead, now that punk bitch is dead
Da Ganksta:
It ain't no muthafuckin' game nigga, so why the f..ck is you playin'
It's like these bitch made niggaz don't understand
Even off at the mall you ain't say a muhafuckin' thing
And you ain't use 'em, you act like you don't want your f..ckin' brains
And this thang go, off in this game ho
Oh you ain't know, whooooaaa, there your brain's go
Nigga what you know about that real shit
Now what you know about the life bitch
That sharper than a knife shit
f..ckin' round'll get you f..cked over
Ho, fake ass ho ass wanna be hard soldier
I see down and hardened ass nigga runnin' 'round fakin' the funk
And they gon' learn when a nigga knock off a chunk
Ol' punk pussy ass nigga in the boot ass bitch you
Nigga where your heart at
Where ya nuts at nigga you's a ho
Chorus: x2
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