Letras
Threw it
Tony Coles
Lit better
Bumped down with over a hundred some shots
Out the rear, we exchanging that lead (exchanging that lead)
One got away, but his brother got hit in the face
Shit was tragic, caught one to the head (boom, boom, boom, boom)
That nigga a demon, when he with his partners
I catch him, without him, a fuck nigga scared (fuck nigga scared)
Don't give me a reason to send your bitch ass to the doctor
Get popped, nigga know how we play it (nigga know how we play it)
This dead-ass nigga rolled up in a wood, .30 poking
It's under my shirt (under my shirt)
Ain't gotta ask
If he in that car when we spinnin', you know he done put in some work (you know he done put in some work)
We been on they ass
Lil' bro still ain't take off his mask
He was mad he ain't get at 'em first (boom, boom, boom, boom)
Three-three got a flash
Switch got this bitch shooting fast out the window
I'm leaving 'em hurt
He go on a crash when he see his bro on a shirt
He was dissing, I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
This big old .40, but I just put, like, 34 in it
Boy, this bitch play for the Bucks (it play for the Bucks)
Tell bro to suit up
Jump out the back of the truck
We hop out, just fillin' 'em up (boom, boom, boom, boom)
If you can't do a miss, don't speak on that shit in your diss
When we spin, nigga shit getting touched (nigga, shit getting touched)
Half of these niggas ain't putting no work
What the fuck your bitch ass got a gun for? (Your bitch ass got a gun for?)
Nigga keep shooting at bricks
Can't see what you're hitting at
Might as well shoot with a blindfold (nigga shoot with a blindfold)
New Glock-9 came around, got his ass slammed
Cross nigga ass like Ronda (a slime)
Hey, this bitch fine
Send her dumb ass for the drop
When we get it, we spin that bitch pronto (spin that bitch pronto)
This dead-ass nigga rolled up in a wood, .30 poking