Letras
Fatigued up, full of that dope ready for war
Me and Mark wit' K's tearing your station up
Bangin' that kill, shooting at anything that's chillin'
With a hundred rounds, so you know there's gonna be a killin'
Better stay concealed (what) in a place where we can't see
Ramble at night, in the evenin' we creep
'Bout whateva nigga, killin' niggas like a season
Duct tape, body snatchin' niggas for any reasons
You best believe we real, we too hot and hard to kill
Nuts hang low as they could, we get it how we live
Turn the game spittin' stainin' witnesses and all
Ain't no escapin', choppers gone set it off
Lil Wayne 'bout that funky shit (what)
Leave nigga fire if out of line, get rid of quick (what)
The Magnolia is where I be
Where them soulja's will leave a nigga stank in, missin' for weeks
'Bout whatever, you 'bout whatever you want, we can do it
Triggas, I yank and your station, I'ma run through it
'Bout whatever, you 'bout, nigga all day and all night
Look here man, I ain't scared to lose my life
'Bout whatever (nigga), you 'bout whatever you want, we can do it
Triggas, I yank and your station, I'ma run through it
'Bout whatever, you 'bout, nigga all day and all night (what, what, what)
Look here man, I ain't scared to lose my life
The young head busta, eliminating niggas like nothin'
Fifty shots, I release, hit your block, head bustin'
Turk and Wayne, the youngest of the squad with the ride
Magnolia I represent 'til I die, that's no lie
Inferred beams, chest headshots I'm givin'
Bullets flippin' and still but nothing, but gun smoke when you slippin'
And your body hot like shit, you drop nigga
Hit your block in the jag wit' the top dropped nigga
Soulja rags wit' black bows I thugged out
Times a Hot Boy wit' two slugs in my mouth
Before five we cocked back always ready for beef
Still got niggas on my side who gone ride wit' me
I hope you 'bout what I'm 'bout 'cause if not ya all in (all in)
I be in shitty colors A-K six and ten