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(featuring Will Lean)
Uh-uh, yeh yeh, mic check
We watchin' y'all watch us
Pay attention man
Gon' take a while for y'all to catch up
Knaw wha I mean?, know how we do it man
well do it
Lil' Flip
Things ain't quite like it used to be
A lot of y'all rappers confusin' me
One day you wanna do a track wid me
The next day y'all thinkin' about jackin' me
I pack my heat my nigg* I don't play that s**t
If you see me wid a nine I'ma spray that s**t
If you reachin' for my chain
I'm reachin' for ya brain
Your Cadillac about to have another red stain
know I got a gat wid fifty
I mean I got a fkin' track wid fifty
play, but we don't play
When we, get as* nigg* we don't pay
I pray every night, pack K's every night
If the cocaine is tan how the fk can it be white
We got it whippin' and shippin' we gettin' bread
My nigg* we gettin' head like pistols we packin' lead
We'll bust a nigg* never ever trust a nigg*
You talkin' all sweet I'ma cuss a nigg*
I call ya a b*tch, I slap ya momma
nigg* I'm vested up, so I'm prepared for the drama
Put yo b*tch as* in trauma you layin' up
Hospital bill goin' up and you payin' up
I told ya not to watch Scarface too many times
How you talk s**t and wasn't packin' too many nines
Yup, you just watchin' from the sidelines
Pay attention to the books and the guidelines
It's my time, it ain't yo time
I need bread before mic check and show time nigg*
These promoters wanna act like they broke
When you fk wid my money I put my hand on your throat
I slap ya, choke ya, provoke ya, steal ya, kill ya
b*tch nigg* I just don't feel ya
Will Lean
Yeh, nigg* you know what I'm packin'
I seein' ya team homie I know what ya lackin'
I got dollars nigg* fk the cents
I paid cash off the lot now I got trucks to rent nigg*
And I'm buckin' ya down, while ya weavin' and bobbin'
and duckin' these rounds
We stay on the road, y'all stuck in the town
Will Lean the chemist nigg* I ain't fkin' around
Uh nigg*, and I got the Big Shasta
Double wrong nigg* we gotta blast ya woah
Cause I'm keepin' it real
In a six hundred wid jimmy, keepin' the steel
Uh nigg*, it's the chemist I'm full fledge
Botany big shot nigg* takin' off heads
Leavin' ya for dead when I bust the lead
Hit ya in the front takin' off ya dreads woah, nigg*
I'm buckin' these shells a nigg* like me ain't gon' be
Stuck in the cell b*tch
Hook
Everywhere that I go
I got people I know
I used to fk wid
We don't kick it no more
When they heard I got dough
started to flock
actin' like girls
So I'm packin' my glock
(The watcher)