Текст песни
Everybody hard till a nigga get whacked
Young nigga from the westside, pull up on the nat
We ain't going back and forth, shoot his ass in the back
Nigga wanna beef, we gon' see him in the street
I ain't worried about his ass, he'll be dead in a week
Nigga wanna beef, we gon' see him in the street
I ain't worried about his ass, he'll be dead in a week
Young nigga from the gutter with the neck on my feet
Bitch keep saying I'm the best, I'mma beast
Bitch keep laying on my chest when I'm sleep
She gon' suck my dick if I tell her you see
Out in the club with my weapon on me
there's a felony on me, got a felon on me
That nigga a pussy, he telling on me
Why you telling on me
You ain't stepping I see
Nigga keep texting my phone like a animal
they keep saying I can't come back to Campbellton
Nigga want smoke and I swear I'mma handle it
Pull up on them with the 40 and balance it
I been jumped out the porch, ain't no amateur
MAD scandalous
Play with this shit and get put in a hearse
Make the wrong move and I'm shooting him first
I want the money, got tired of the killing
I ain't saving no bitch so that make me a villain
I get the actavis and turn it to purple
This new baby bottle, it's sponsored by Gerber
I started rapping, I used to be serving
My momma them happy, I found me a purpose
I got a Arab, he gon' get to blasting
you look at me crazy, he come out the turf
Nigga want war with me
Glock 23 gon' shoot like Michael on three
They gave him a year, so I wrote him a letter
He didn't shed a tear so I bought him a sweater
Got rid of that bitch and I'm doing so better
He pay for some gas, so I gave him a pedal
Nigga keep hating, I'mma give him a medal
She want some gold, I'mma give her a shovel
New bitch rich like Venus Serena, I tried to push up on "lifeasnina"
If she respond, I go to her house