Fuck what you really want, I know my 9 mili won't, let you in my face, it goes clik clak bang bang
Lyrics
Momma musta raised a nut case
When I get up in the club
every homie gots a gun raised
bitches all around me rockin somthin nice
swear to god if they were christian they could sell you christ
lyrical professors n we maim the beat
no metal detectors they afraid to beep
a fool heart blessin a dark obsession
find me at the precinct in the narco section
no handcuffs just puffin a blunt
starin up at the judge
like what the fuck do you want
i got my whole god damn click in the front
my bitch fits a whole damn brick in her cunt
bubblin , bricks stacks doe be doublein
its tic tac toe with these o's we jugglin
they wanna send me to hell well im close enough
toasters tucked at the gates posted up
(chorus)
Fuck what you really want, I know my 9 mili won't, let you in my face, it goes clik clak bang bang
ive done paid that piper gave all my dues
took some skin off his body n made me shoes
aint no kids aint nobody gonna take my crew
eat tims else my shotty prolly make you move
knuckles open raw
if you think theres a problem ask the bitch wit the broken jaw
im from the mill , so when they say chill
i feel so ill that my blood stands still
rip the beat cuz the drums feeds heat to my lungs
tongue speed like a greek creep leaves em with lumps
dont speak unless i adress your ass
have gabriels 40 cal fuckin molest your ass
i move a blade like a latin drink liquor like a red neck
pissin on your body mother fucker are you dead yet
i dont like 5 on 1 but i like fun
so bitch get your homies n i'll get my gun
so watch that mouth theres no talkin shit
you'll eat a couple rounds or need a walkin stick
i'll swing a bat man like gotham pitch
you'll take a nap crammed in your coffin bitch
verbal mutant plus theres no disputin
gangstas aint gettin shot cuz they doin the shootin
i care less less but these haters sound obsessed
plus there momma just called n she found there dress
yea this weed is laced so you better take a shotty
or i'll beat your ass to death n then - i'll rape the body
get your face in the post off
this mother fuckin cheddar bobbin on his piece yea he'll prolly blow his toes off
so you suckaz on my shit heres a moss n clip
else im gonna put em down like a dog thats sick
my wads thick like kermit the frogs dick
i turn an ounce into pound into a house n whip
