调：F minor•
Verse 1
Don't get it twisted,
we'll shoot yo' ass, nigga
Haha
fifteen seconds to live
Verse 2
and I'm takin' over
My whole crew here,
bitch and the game is over
My niggas told me face this soldier
If rap don't work,
get back to that bakin' soda
Verse 3
more cake than Oprah
I got clips that'll leave you with
ya face on a poster
the toaster
Sparkin' shoot outs and start poppin'
off shit the way I'm supposed to
Verse 4
straight scrappin' a sore butt
And ain't nuttin' worse than gettin'
shot as soon as you woke up
I'm takin' his pack and breakin' his back
and makin' him throw up
and I'm waitin' to blow up
I'll take cash on ya mom's
Verse 5
never haze or flop
Wanna battle? Name ya price,
I'ma raise the pot
Put ya car on the line, I'ma take ya drop
Put ya jewels up,
I'ma take ya chain and watch
Verse 6
Just call me the Hitler when
I spit about eight off
nigga ya heard me?
Beat you black and blue like a
Fm
Hitman jersey
Verse 7
spray things that'll re-
arrange ya brain
Only reason that I came
through's to lock the game
Verse 8
who you gon' run to?
Who you gon' call when
You stand firm or be
the bitch that you is?
Would you grab the guns or run into the pigs,
Verse 9
you mothafucka, huh?
who you gon' run to?
Who you gon' call when them
dogs come confront you?
You stand firm or be the bitch
that you is?
Would you grab the guns or run get yo' wiz,
you mothafucka, huh?
Verse 10
all of ya plate
Don't give a fuck about ya background,
shit about the songs you make
on the waist
Lookin' stupid with a vest on,
these bullets might draw on ya face
Verse 11
Sean the Great
'cause ya bitch said she love the way
the dick talk all in the cake
All these killas involved,
the cops'll fuck around and chalk the place
Verse 12
Shit is take free,
I see not used to money off the books
I'm a pirate in this rap shit,
I leave you niggas off the hook
Verse 13
when we run in ya crib?
Either we leavin' with the bricks
or we gon' leave with yo' kids
And we only got hours to live
So give up the ransom or find
they ass up under the bridge
Verse 14
so keep lookin' niggas
'cause I'll rob yo' ass faster
than some Brooklyn niggas
everybody beefin'
Everybody killas now and ain't
Verse 15
nobody leakin'
like to fight
But I might go upside ya fuckin'
head with a pipe
Give a fuck about a hood,
it ain't safe at night
You fucker
Verse 16
Fm
Who you gon' call when
them dogs come confront you?
the bitch that you is?
Would you grab the guns or run to the pigs,
Verse 17
you mothafucka, huh?
who you gon' run to?
Who you gon' call when them dogs
come confront you?
You stand firm or be
the bitch that you is?
Would you grab the guns or run get yo' wiz,
you mothafucka, huh?
Verse 18
Young motherfuckers, man
That niggas is really fuckin'
Who you gon' run to?
Verse 19
Fuckin' you gon' go call when I put this motherfuckin'
Fm
Fo' fo' long in yo' motherfuckin' mouth,
boy?
Shot in yo' face
Who the fuck you gon' call?
Call the cops
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