Suicide

Ion feel that nigga, he don't feel hisself When we get on his ass make a fuck nigga kill hisself I got that thang on me, i just let it hang out A nigga run up on me wrong, its gon' be a bang out Im a drug dealer, bring the cocaine out I be on that hot shit, bring the propaine out I put some honey on a snow bunny Then i send her on the road just to hold for me Come [?] lil bitch, i need some more money I got money growing roofs, yeah thats old money Im ridin' big whips they call me lil wheel And you know i keep a tool like im 'bout the bill Late night, war time, bring them thangs out Make a fuck nigga blow his own brains out Make a fuck nigga ask his own name out They was sleepin' on me when them fuckers[?] came out They tryna see how far go from where i came now These rappers copy-catters, heard they want my lane now We a turn a nigga house to a hunnid house Ain't nobody paid no food in my momma house I was all on my own, [?] helped me out I heard you gettin' a lil money but you runnin' out Think it was funny then, do you think its funny now? If you ain't hear me comin', can you hear me comin' now? We pull up on your ass, dont be runnin' out European ass clip, ain't runnin' out Ridin' european ass whips i brought the fourgis out These hoes like a nigga swag, im havin' orgys now I jumped off that porch at a early age Fuck around and lose your life, actin' too brave Bad boy, i done felt my daddy 12 gauge With the juvenile, i got out on a rampage Bitch im too cut, might need bandage Wassup with all these niggas tryna throw shade? All i see is blue cheese through these new shades You still on that old shit, im on a new page I be dodging all the hoes, i need a new case Im ridin' in that big body, i need two lanes You think im Rob [?], got so many chips You think i was a slave, got so many whips You think i was [?], got so many dips Gun so big, can even fit on my hip Hit the club off them drugs, then we start trippin' If we can't get in with the Glock, we parkin' lot pimpin' She like my pimp walk, she like the way im livin' I can teach you boys a lesson if you pay attention Im out west 290 nigga mind your business How the fuck is them your niggas if you in competetion? How the fuck is you a killer if you ain't kill the witness? Already know im blowin' up you, just at back, a witness Fuck around make me send my shortys on a mission I lost my uncle Boochie and im still trippin' I guess that be the reason why im still sippin' You get killed for your chips nigga now im dippin' Long nose 45, Scottie Pippen Alotta bodies on that bitch and we still drillin' You a beginner, you a pretender, im a sinner [?] ass nigga We ride forgies out, these bad hoes adore me Young nigga, i lost my mind when i was a shorty I just put some new bullets in a old forty And if he holdin' on that work we a poke shorty Like he was a backwood, we a smoke shorty And hell nah, we ain't friendly, i dont know shorty I got alotta shortys that a blow for me So dont say what you dont mean if you ain't know nun' This bitch keep on yellin' out smoke some I told that bitch to bend it over, let me poke some If the police snatch me up, i dont know nun' And lock me in im boundin' out, that ain't no money You comedian ass nigga, you think you so funny So many carats in my chain, i attrac bunnys Flow like a bumble bee, i attrack the hunnys I rob the plug, now we got the trap house jumpin' We beat down your door like Jehova witness I drive a old-school like its in your city I try to tell these fuck niggas, they ain't wanna listen Ain't gon' be satisfied until some body end up missin' Im YSN bitch, young street nigga How you leave your homie and you ain't got your heat with ya If you ain't get no money i dont wanna meet with ya You ain't a real nigga i dont wanna eat with ya Im a cold-hearted nigga, i might let that heat hit ya My momma always told me, son dont let them streets get ya Already too late, 'cus im a street nigga Turn your location on, we can meet nigga Ion rap beef, i leave it in the streets nigga And you dont clap heat, you just a wannabe nigga