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Ain't yelling cut when it's shooting time Sign up, it's recruiting time Big wigs with a suit and tie And them big things got two inside Fuck worn with these ho niggas Dont do coke I don't blow nigga I don't tell niggas I show niggas And it's never less than like 4 niggas 4 wings and some french fries Hot sauce and ketchup nigga He telling and he hiding but real niggas will still catch a nigga I cop Raris, don't test drive em Home theaters, can't best buy em These niggas that I roll with don't let a single thing get by em King pins and them drug lords Chi-town no gun lords Broke bitches that talk shit, now them the bitches I stunt for Malcom X daughter came at me Looking niggas ain't happy Rolled out with some Latin Kings and some eses and them plain khakis Smack bitches, no smack cam Whole fist, no back hand Pop pussy on a hand stand, they sucking dick like a band camp Call Web and then call Nitty Queens niggas in it's all hoodies Kidnapping and then rob niggas SongtexteCall D-rock for a biggie Pussy ass lil rap niggas I fucked with real trap niggas Pop star, icon but I send niggas come snatch niggas I'm with EBK, you on EBT Got a black nine, call it BET School niggas get a GED And I tease niggas make em B.I.G Got a money fetish, imma fly to Venice Got a big house I can play some tennis Lil herb, what's good I'm a bad bitch and I fuck good Know a couple niggas that's down to ride for a homicide When it's drama time Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin Leave his loved ones all traumatized One-fifty I'm really wit' it I'll drop his ass and then forget it I'm the man round my side of town Might see a bitch and forget I hit it I'm a young nigga I be getting money Take your bitch from you And these niggas get no respect I'mma stay 100 till im 6 under Matter fact I gotta keep it 150 For every nigga that's gon come with me I'm on rock block with a new semi and a blue Bentley and do 160 Smoke a lot a of weed Like fuck gimmicks, put a dutch in me Got a 40 on me, I don't trust any And if any nigga ever try to end me I'mma die shooting praying God forgive me You too busy hating you can't get no paper, why are ya'll so silly? Straight killers I can call so many I don't love no bitches but my mom, my sister, my gun and Nicki I'm in Hollywood came from Kingston Food Shorties standing in the streets with tools Where I'm from we don't play no games Ain't no April fools, you will make the news Where I hang we don't say no names If you talk to cop I stay away from you Keep your mouth shut in them investigations You'll be out the station in a day or two Dedication and a little patience Leave the domination on my way to greatness Don't put yourself up in a situation Putting my relations in your conversations Shoot a opposition with no hesitation You get my position nigga better take it Know some young bulls from a while back tryna leave the game but they never made it I got old shit, killing your shit On a couple tracks I just never played it Pussy nigga you don't want war I got old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis Pussy nigga you don't want war I got old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis Know a couple niggas that's down to ride for a homicide When it's drama time Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin Leave his loved ones all traumatized One-fifty I'm really wit' it I'll drop his ass and then forget it I'm the man round my side of town Might see a bitch and forget I hit it Aus Songtexte Mania