Fuck with me, you what it is
I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater, heater burner is on my hip this year I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I, I a motherfucker would trip this year
I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater, burner bruise is on my hip this year I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head I, I a motherfucker would trip this year, come on
Dressed in all black and my gun the same my enemy, love thy brotha And I ain't never gave a shit a motherfucker Hit him up and watch the come up out a younga stomach yo
You niggaz, better side with young money, Cash Money get left in your ride, crash dummy Oh, be around when the times get ugly When the wheels fall off and the tires running
The magazine empty and the nine busting I bang my fist till my palms get Yeah, yeah, 'cuz I'm a man I'm a find you in my AP on jam
I'm a rider, you take it out of me, man I be wilding, you can wait by my for me, fam I will fire and drop a hater rite he stands I'm a die with the rite in these hands
I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater, heater burner bruise is on my hip this I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head I, I wish a motherfucker would trip year
I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater, heater burner bruise is on my hip this I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I, I wish a motherfucker would trip year, come on
Twenty-two's, thirty-eight's, forty-four's, Tucked in my thirty-eight, on my back I am So for whateva that awaits me Run up in your place while you're sleepin', the
Calicoes, AK's, Got ya your arms and losin' your knees I am names, so who wanna leave Out this bitch with your and your dew on your sleeve?
I got the hood with the of the crew on they T's And I might make a sweep, I ain't bullshitin' AR, hit ya truck, got ya hood by the engine, head by the transmission
Yeah and I be right I am mista Me and my pistol Me and my In this alone, so bring it on And I'm a have to you this song, nigga
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, The heater, heater burner bruise is on my hip year I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head I, I wish a motherfucker would trip this
I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater, heater burner is on my hip this year I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I, I wish a motherfucker would trip this year, on
I got the on the tool, I can see what you do With a little red dot peek-a-boo Ooh, shhh, the silence speak to you Hit you from the street while you tying ya shoe
Like bang, bang, say breathe, nigga, I ova the body with the boy in his tee Say bang, bang, say breathe, breath I stand ova the body with the boy in his chest,
Now the boy is a mess and the block in 'cuz ya boy up and left Life is short enjoy what eva's Before you run into a like me and meet death In than three seconds I'll pull a three-eighty
Three from my waist Three from your face Make no mistake, Weezy, neva I'll pop till your shit like eew
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, The heater, heater burner bruise is on my hip this I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head I, I wish a motherfucker trip this year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, The heater, heater burner bruise is on my hip year I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, I, I wish a motherfucker would trip this year, on
Up, down, front, to side You hit a like that He die
Up, down, front, to side You hit a like that He die
Up, down, front, to side You hit a nigga like He die
Up, down, front, to side You hit a like that He die