and push ya'll off the edge
zino cause how I hang men
I got a big caliber gun in side of my Timb
Trust me, it's not like that,
it's not what you thought
You'll be like "P shot me
and bounced in the Porsche"
On some real live Mobb shit,
leave the gun right there, I got gloves
Stop niggas from frontin',
I drop niggas thats runnin',
shoot 'em in they back dun
Coward ass nigga poppin' all that shit
And when them things popped out
you on some Michael Johnson shit
Wanna cross me? you niggas
gotta pay that toll first
And I got change for all that
And these slugs 'll be the only
reason niggas be hollarin'
Turn this shit up, pump this shit up,
DJ mothafuckas burn this shit up
Twirl that shit up, burn that shit up,
don't make me have the Nine spit
Up, I gives a fid- uck, I hurt niggas
I'm tired of tellin' niggas
You know the steel 'll put them niggas
These trash ass rappers and
Talkin' like the bitches,
walk around like they Men
Niggas like ya'll don't get no respect
This is Hav', I die once,
ya'll niggas die a Thousand deaths
Cowards, you tryin' too hard
You know them niggas that be fake be
the ones to shout it (Holla!)
Talkin' this and that, but check
Turn around and get robbed
cause you the one feminine
The sound of these guns got 'em shook,
You could see the yellow stripe
runnin' clear down they back
And let a nigga find out where you live at
And then blow that mothafuckin' piece
Whattup son, dun, surprise nigga,
thats how we pop up on 'em
You off point you die in your sleep,
I don't know what you was thinkin'
I shoot niggas fair ones,
You'll be six feet in that dirt,
Turn this shit up, pump this shit up,
DJ mothafuckas burn this shit up
Twirl that shit up, burn that shit up,
don't make me have the Nine spit
Up, I gives a fid- uck, I hurt niggas
