Man cock that shit Yo man, this nigga Cassidy frontin' Oh that nigga think he sweet Yo not for nothin', that video shit and all that Fuck that Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down Niggaz ain't ready to die, they ready to tell That's why my squad ready to ride and ready for jail They'll give you every in the shell in the K A couple rounds from the pipe'll make it sound like Independence Day And I could talk that gun shit 'cause I done shit My nick name should be Diarrhea how I run shit And I done seen niggaz guns spit over dumb shit I got a young bitch named Nina that you could tongue kiss When it come to this gun shit, I'm the man son Niggaz gon' show me respect 'cause I demand some I play with bullets 'bout as big as my damn thumb And I'll spit the AR handgun till my hand numb I ain't a hypocrite who spit shit he never did I'm a speak the truth whether positive or negative Don't get me wrong, I put songs that was conscious out But I'll still grab the Thompson and blow you conscience out Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down My flow so raw I thought about baggin' it up Every word like a bird, I'm just addin' it up But with the burner I'll burn you like a bag in the dutch I'll just, blast at you gut, light you abdomen up, yup But I ain't the same Cass from the past I be tryin' chill but I'll still blast at your ass I got cash in the stash and money in the bank y'all Hatin' on me makin' me rich, I wanna thank y'all I'll leave the biscuit on my hip and just shank y'all Only thing you niggaz ever shot was a paint ball Or a cap gun, you could get your hat spun You gotta known I clap my gun, man you ain't that dumb Back when I was young, no bull, I pulled triggas back I be in the hood 'cause I'm good where my niggaz at I'm the general, I'll let my military get you With the military pistols, that's military issued Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down I got a lotta gats and I just fought a homicide And I ain't make one statement, you know I'm not a rat So what you gotta gat when it start poppin' off You'll probably shoot your fuckin' self tryin' to pop it off You ain't got the balls, you soft like cotton balls You just think you hard 'cause the pills and the alcohol But dawg you ain't hard as you say you is You need to tell your fans how soft and gay you is S H A, no matter what K it is I'm a still keep poppin' and bodies'll keep droppin' But I don't wanna have to injure nobody Grip the pipe or stick the knife into somebody And I don't walk around now pretendin' I'm Gotti But I'll still clap the Mac 10 at somebody, uh I took my life and put it all into rap For my dawgs with they paws on the gat Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down © N/A Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com