Listen to Bout Me by Devour

Bout Me

Devour

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Lyrics

Lemme tell you something 'bout me I'm with the shit boy 14, I done popped my first clip, boy Since then, I had to keep it on my hip, boy If I let it ring, then I'll promise I won't miss, boy You'll be get it crackin', get it crackin' Stay up in the section where all the shit happen Up and down Wolfskill to the seven hunnids If I see the police, best believe I'm runnin' I'm posted up with Scrappy, posted up with Rugrat One in the dome, just in case I gotta bus back Shootouts in public, I done already done that But if you tryna fade, motherfucker, we can run that That's one thing I never turn down my whole life Fuck, I look like being scared of a fight Momma told me if they trip, then take flight Knock me down once, shit, I finna get him twice Pistol on fire, pistol on go Keep on me, 'cause these streets really cold Just made a few bands, give my microphone And I will never spend none of it up on these hoes Pistol on fire, pistol on go Pistol on fire, pistol on go Pistol on fire, pistol on go Keep it on me 'cause these streets really cold (Yee!) Fresh off the porch with an OZ Getting tired of the niggas say they know me Matter 'fact, yeah, he do, 'cause he owe me And when I see that mo'fucker then it's gon' be a homicide 'Cause I'm down to ride, long as I'm alive Keep a pistol on my side, nowadays, nobody fire You a lying mo'fucker, you don't talk guns Got the scoop from your hoe, you don't own one You a bitch, heard about you in the pin hoe Rolled it up, 'cause you softer than a pillow Where I come from, we don't talk, we don't do courts Throw a couple bands, get you smoked like a Newport If you know me then you know what I been through When it come to beef, all that talkin' I ain't into Matter 'fact, when it come to beef, shit's simple Boy, you finna get your ass beat instrumental Pistol on fire, pistol on go Keep on me, 'cause these streets really cold Just made a few bands give my microphone And I will never spend none of it, up on these hoes Pistol on fire, pistol on go Pistol on fire, pistol on go Pistol on fire, pistol on go Keep it on me, 'cause these streets really cold Pistol on (yee) go, pistol on fire Keep it on me, I ain't gon' fight cha All you fuck boys go and line up Only find me with gangstas and riders Pistol on go, pistol on fire Keep it on me, I ain't gon' fight cha All you fuck boys go and line up Only find me with gangstas and riders Pistol on fire, pistol on go Keep on me, 'cause these streets really cold Just made a few bands, give my microphone And I will never spend none of it up on these hoes Pistol on fire, pistol on go Pistol on fire, pistol on go Pistol on fire, pistol on go Keep it on me, 'cause these streets really cold Pistol on go, pistol on fire Keep it on me, I ain't gon' fight cha All you fuck boys go and line up Only find me with gangstas and riders Pistol on go, pistol on fire Keep it on me, I ain't gon' fight cha All you fuck boys go and line up Only find me with gangstas and riders (Yee)
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