Rap Shit

Fuck all this rap shit, we clapped shit

These niggas ain't be talking about shit

These niggas aint never puttin' nothin' on the score

These lil' fuck niggas ain't pop shit

I can tell a nigga shit they ain't never ever seen

The way we left the scene when we dropped shit

Them niggas sayin' we ain't swingin' but we is

We the reason they don't never be outside on the block, bitch

Come out, bitch

Time to show a fuck nigga how to clock, bitch

Drank cocaine, identify the nigga

Say his homeboys know him by his house bitch

Swear to the chopper like Wild, let the chop speak

I ain't scared to go nowhere, we be out, bitch

Instead of talkin' bout he real, no cap

Shit could've been fitted, cool, knock his hat off

Instead of be sayin' he real, but do flop shit

Cool ain't talkin' spray when he say he done off shit

You ain't never play with a bitch, so be cautious

That ain't my mind, I'ma shoot it regardless

Messy be playin' with sticks, he retarded

Don't wanna diss, Louis cut like the army

Bodies gon' drop, if I say that, boy, now that's like givin' a tip

So I gotta be cautious

Ayy, where the opps at?

Made them niggas change hoods, where they block at?

Every time I see a opp, they gettin' popped at

Call a nigga loco, leave, put your top back

Send a nigga with his brother, boy, that's all a fact

Stop posting, we ain't on that

See, that's the type of shit that got dogs smacked

We want everybody tryna get your dog whacked

Bitch, stop all that conversatin'

Niggas high and these niggas fakin'

Got a lil' bitch and she Jamaican

That's not your gun, boy, who you playin'?

We catch a opp, we get the spray

We got the drop, that's where you land

We drop his ass right where he stand

Ayy, bitch, all them thirties with a gang with a top sack

Key one in the head, we don't cop back

Bitch, you know I keep my clips and we don't ever lack

Made niggas think my sons give a semi-lack

Just dropped another opp, that's a new pack

Niggas speakin' on my coupe, but they ain't do that

Niggas speakin' on my corn, like, who that?

Do a nigga at the light like Tupac