Boondocks (feat. P.O.H Trooper)

I'm in this Mfucker Smokin N Sippin on 713 I heard you fell off Ahh shit Couldn't be me Eat every beat Like Bon Appétit Flexing on haters And bitches while laughing This shit got me weak Ain't seen my Ma in a week I'm way too high Can't even say that i'm geeked Can't even say that i'm tweaking I hit ya bitch for the weekend I made her swallow the Semen Hotbox the Hellcat bitch i'm speeding Plug on the line if I want it or need it P.O.H 8.0.8 We undefeated Big Glock's N Beretta's If you get to tweaking So don't get to tweaking We gon have to pop I fell in love with The beats The drank The gas & The xanax i pop I'm going harder then hard Been through a lot i'm emotionally scarred I'm tryna see my name up on the charts Like Dee where you going? Bitch i'm going far I turn the booth To a cell Laying down too many bars I said blunts stay rolled I stay with a pole My bitch bad Head to the Toe Five Star bitch like theft auto She get high off the drugs i sold Speaking of auto I keep me a semi What? bih i ride with a 10 piece Look like a lick Ya girl wanna lick me Sippin on shit that's killing my kidneys My blunts thicker then Nicki Shot from the back got em screaming out Ricky! I came straight out the mud Just like you did Listen to what i say Don't think i'm what you heard Cause these niggas be cap Shoulda knew this Everytime that i ride I look up at the sky And it move I be thinking some new shit Ain't no purpose in life We just living 2 die That Shit really be having me too pissed But i'm still in the streets with my blammer Everywhere that i go Got to ride with my hammer cocked back I ain't gon fight Cause the last time i tried to got busted at first And i busted right back You never know when your killer around So just know that you got to be watching your back Ima real killa can't go tit for tat Real life drilla we ain't into that Real life sealer sending off them packs Since a couple of bowls in the kitchen with Act & Lately i feel like the boondocks in the burbs But i'm still from the hood Leave a fuck nigga layed in the street like a futon Toss em up like a salad no crouton I can't trip bout a bitch Ima move on Uncle Ruckus be trippin His racist ass steady Be talking bout Niggas that do wrong Fuck it nigga And what he be talking bout Bitch I'm big Trooper i'm really the hardest Look and watch how i take it the farthest On my mama i'm really a target But i stay with that stick so i ain't even worried You know that i'm bucking regardless Finna slide to the North in a charger Go chop his ass up like a barber Gang!