Letras
In that party rolling gas smokin on that loud
My brudda point you out best believe im
gone punch you down
Walk up to you ,bitch be cool (yeaa)
Dont make a sound
Turn you over he was slippin out of bounds
Bullets ringing aint no rules to the streets tryn leave some deceased
Aint no coppin out when its beef cause they might be after me
Let my guard down one time then they might cancel me
Know I forever tote that iron forever gone tote that heat
Aint no missin im efficient raw lil shooter kill the witness
D.T.B get Down To Business
Hollows in the clip got Buku sticks lets do sum tricks
Make em dissapear these niggas fake they counterfeit
Hop out the jeep with a ruger
Nigga scary he know imma shoot him
This aint my first time I know what im doing
Home invasion nigga he clueless
Gun to your head tell em give me that sack
Up in the house steady walkin em back
Aint nervous on drills I learned to relax
Grab the whole jar then run back
To dat whip got two zips
Catchin them plays and gettin dem flipped
Sound like a frat got them steppers so nigga dont trip
Caught Isiah at them apartment's got put under that fire and that boy snitched
My brudda was in that county four months behind that bitch
Raised in church I love da lord but I be sinnin
Demons take over my thoughts capture souls while im grinnin
Do some despicable shit some like them minions
My girl ask how I love her but im heartless with no feelins
I told her if i can trust her then im loyal aint no ending
We forever locked in but we dont like no prisons
If u did me wrong I may forgive but no forgetting
Light up that pressure get outta my feelings
Dick in her stomach ik that she feel me
Jay that evil my evil twin
……ma brudda for life
Trey that be my blood
And I cant forget bout mike
My bruddas know I love em
Even when we fight
Right or wrong behind my people