30 Dead

Man You know what the fuck going on, nigga You know we charged the fuck-up Pass me that dead ass nigga Got a dub on me, tryna fuck it up In the club, got these freaky hoes grabbing on my nuts Another 30 Boy dead, that's like thirty niggas touched I got thirty in the fin for whoever running up Keep on thinking you gon' kill me, try your luck I been in the hood lately putting opps inside a blunt When it's on the floor, we gon' ride the striker for a month We'll pull up on a nigga, throw his ass in the trunk Yeah, I ran this shit up, niggas can't fuck with me Chopper bullet grazed him in the face, gave him a buck-fifty (Like a razor) Just got a call your mans dead, you bettеr come quickly In the store, mе and Meek, racing to the giffys Just popped an E pill, got me activated If you want me at your show, you gon' have to pay me Put his dumb ass to sleep how I rock the baby This a turn-around, bitch, feeling like I'm 80s I'm a Bronx nigga who be killing opp niggas Hundred round shots with me, I do this for Dots, nigga Forever Paid, we sell bows when the crops in I had to take this bitch head because her top different Ride around with Glock switches You know his ass dead when he not twitching Run down, pop pistols It's a foul on the play, been blew the whistle Fifty rounds to his face, we pressing the issue She asked me, do I love her? Baby, just a little I'ma use her for her name just to get a rental Ain't no playing both sides, we gon' still kill them Just poured a pint yesterday and I still feel it I don't feel niggas, I just want a million ticket Spend it with my real niggas, sweating, feel the pill kick ing The way I spin a Track hawk, I'm tryna drop the engine If he snitch, we gon' spin until we drop the witness Bust the watch down, water like Pacific I be drinking Wock in fours when I'm about to sip it I be stuffing pills in hoes when I'm about to ship it Gotta fold all of the clothes before we zip them up I'ma keep on hoeing all the opps because I don't give a fuck That nigga in the ground, go and dig him up Got these niggas mad at me, they wanna kill each other Four five bullet big as hell, thicker than peanut butter You don't think I'm stepping, nigga, just wait until we see each other I got this gangster shit, nigga, from my mother Love my nigga East way, brother from another Heard they're lining niggas up, they sliding with cutters Fake rapper, nigga, I'm the one that come and touch you Call Boom with the drop, they know I'ma come shoot Riding hellcats in winter because we up stupid My lil' bitch from the Raq always call me goofy Hate a bitch that be capping about that coochie Let's put this shit on camera, let's make a movie Got the drill in the party, dancing with my toolie We got murder on our mind, me and two P's You know what the fuck going on, nigga I know he miss his brothers, we sent his ass home with them Face shot, he couldn't take them to the dome, nigga Thirty niggas in the casket, a thirty-man shipment