Lyrics

(Damn, Trademark) (Tuned up) Uh Uh-uh, turnt up, push it in a body bag We can't find you, then we gon' go out and play many man Nobody can't stop this, we pop out and do your man We gon' make the block bleed, we don't care 'bout who you is You can catch me on the Northside when I drive her Thug life like Pac, I'm a rough rider Where I'm at, my Draco go, I'm a soul survivor Yeah, nigga, uh-huh, killin' all my rivals Who want smoke with me? I blink and get you gone 'Nother opp, another body, 'nother nigga that got sewed Pass the work, my bro gon' blick his ass, he tryna get him gone Fuck that shit, I'm like "Bro, leave his ass, he'll bleed out on his own" (Sike) We want murder, blood in the streets Swerve 'round town, heard they comin' after me Yeah, I'm down to kill everybody They just gon' snake me, all alone, I'm in my head plottin' I think the feds watchin' Fifty bands stuffed in the roof, these niggas not bulletproof Homicide or genocide, don't matter, nigga, we hit your crew Everybody count, bitch, even all them niggas new Checkmate, yeah, we just put a opp on the news Uh-uh, turnt up, push it in a body bag We can't find you, then we gon' go out and play many man Nobody can't stop this, we pop out and do your man We gon' make the block bleed, we don't care 'bout who you is You can catch me on the Northside when I drive her Thug life like Pac, I'm a rough rider Where I'm at, my Draco go, I'm a soul survivor Yeah, nigga, uh-huh, killin' all my rivals
Writer(s): Jacourey Rivers, Tyler Maline Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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