feat. Turk
[Turk]
If you know me, then you know me from bussen heads
Kidnappin, gettin hustles, and duckin feds
A quiet nigga stay thuggin wit a bush fade
Hot Boy from Cash Money bout gettin paid
And if a nigga outta place where he walk is where he lay
If I miss when I shoot I found out where you stay
Lil Turk ain't playin, I'm bout sprayin things
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Ain't nothin for me to see a nigga's brains hang
Yes you know about Baby so I shouldn't have to tell
Drop change on yo feet left stank niggas gone smell ya
We some Low Down and Dirty niggas
I was hungry like soljas, ain't down wit nerdy niggas
Stay yo distance lil daddy if you don't want trouble
And I'm talkin spinnin bends in black wit Lex Bubbles
Wit shit that'll hit ya and hurt ya turn you green and purple
Spin ya round in circles
[Smoked Outt Members]
Young riders bout whatever strapin, trigga play
Get out tha way when I come nigga, I hate nigga
Catch 50 out my K nigga, I don't play nigga
Earnin strips like a boy scout
When I hit yo block, you bust back or yo ass out
Head of yo whole click dead dog that's what I said
This youngsta bout bustin heads that's what I said
I paint yo white shirt red that's what I said
You got change on a niggas head, give me the bread
Watch how quick tha bitch come up dead
He gone get bloozed, you think it's a game dog watch tha 5 o'clock news
I do what I gotta do
Ain't no time for no playin
You paided me to hit tha block so when I hit it I'm sprayin
Uptown his T-Shirt layin
You ain't hear my nigga Turk?
St. Thomas puttin in work
Puttin faces on shirts
Stupid jerk you don't want beef wit us
Cuz we do pull ups, drive bys, and walk ups
And dog tha last nigga played got his head bust
And dog you'll get tha same, that's a promise [promise]
I might be young but I ain't scared to spin a ben
I might be skinny but I ain't scared to shoot 50
Juvie ridin wit me, I'll shoot up where you stay
We bout war, movin coke, trigga play
Me and Juvie, I gotta K he gotta ozzie
Two man army will come thru actin stupid
If we beefin yo block we'll blooze it
Me and Juvie, you hit yo loose it
Killa Guerillas on my team hit blocks in daylight
Diamonds that blind ya outta sight
Stuntin and flossin on my motor bike
Paper chaser wit figures my pockets stay tight
I get a ki for half a price and stay up from sun to daylight
Gotta make that money man
Even if it take for me to split yo wig it ain't no thing
I got choppers and grenades bring what you wanna bring
Step up and get head shots from close range
I hit blocks earsin, paper chasin is my hobby
You see me commin up you playa hate and try to rob me
I don't think nigga, Smoked Outt be on tha real
Kickin flights all nite tryna come up on a mil
Nigga you best to peep me cause my click is takin over
Best to do what I told you or get it knocked off yo shoulder
Bitch Imma roller so respect my mine
Get outta line and imma hit you wit that iron
Nigga I told you imma solja and that's on tha real
Smoked Outt be tha shit makin bitches feel
Ya Dig
[Talkin to tha end]
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