I'm fire n***a got that purp'
N***a hatin' on me no worry
I'm in that bitch I skrrr!
I'm in that bitch I skrer!
No fuck n***a round my circle
Get money n***a thats for certain
These n***as ain't bout that work
These n***as ain't bout that work
I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight up)
45 on the brand new choppas (Dewt! Dewt! Dewt! Dewt!)
Yeah my n***as off that chain with the choppas
Yeah I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight Up)
Hey, I got 1000 grams of that white shit 6, 000 pounds of that kush n***a
A thousand handguns extended clip
But if it come to it we at war n***a
And why you motherfuckers so mad at me
It seem like you would be glad for me
Go 'head & talk tall
You ain't scared a me?
You cross me shit gon' end tragically
In my ferrari l'm flyin'
I'm usually high
Gettin my dick sucked by a cutie pie
You sayin I ain't been the shit since junior high
You ain't got a truth in ya, n***a you's a lie
They said it's all fun & games till the tools is out
Fuck you, what you gon' do about it?
You know I click clack bang bang bang shoot a n***a down
No one else knew about it
Hoppin' all in my G4
Rep Hustle Gang wherever we go
We off the chain you on a leash tho'
Goddamn it must suck to be broke
Let go!
I'm fire n***a got that purp'
N***a hatin' on me no worry
I'm in that bitch I skrrr!
I'm in that bitch I skrrr!
No fuck n***a round my circle
Get money n***a thats for certain
These n***as ain't bout that work
These n***as ain't bout that work
I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight up)
45 on the brand new choppas (Dewt! Dewt! Dewt! Dewt!)
Yeah my n***as off that chain with the choppas
Yeah I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight up)
Hittin' blunts to the face rest in peace
Pop a pill & Ciroc you'll forget your enemies
21 on that red, 9 on the drunk laps
N***as Lyin' come & see
Come & get high jump your ass inside
Go and blow that dough tell your ass don't choke
I feel it now, now want some more
I overdose, I overdose, we overdose, we overdose
Now, I need it now, I need it
Swear to god, oh god I need it now Michael Jackson, Jackson, beat it now
Oh my god, I'm terrified
I'm fire n***a got that purp'
N***a hatin' on me no worry
I'm in that bitch I skrrr!
I'm in that bitch I skrer!
No fuck n***a round my circle
Get money n***a thats for certain
These n***as ain't bout that work
These n***as ain't bout that work
I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight up)
45 on the brand new choppas (Dewt! Dewt! Dewt! Dewt!)
Yeah my n***as off that chain with the choppas
Yeah I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight Up)
(Yeah, head up, Booke)
Nah, Forreal
Ya'll pussy n***as ain't having any money in the box, forreal
Nah, Forreal
Choppas so big make em n***as say, "Ya'll From here?"
Nah, Forreal
And I'II stand on your ass on this bull, Call it Pharrell
Nah, Forreal
You can't take me perform like AC, ya'll chill
Drunk chill, you know who the last of the real N***as couldn't survive where we live
They say I'm worth a million y'all n***as flyin in a leer
Talking bout it give a n***a thrills? throwing back the pills
Swear to God I can't sit still thumbing thru M's
Thinking bout buying off a crib
Just to show a n***a how i live
Less than a mill no deal
Ya'll n***as ain't my kind
Ya'll flows ain't that fine, matter fact
N***a ya'll hoes ain't that fine
Ima real throwed spitter gon make ya hiccup a line
You dont know the time playa, i can close my eyes can read you blind bullet
Bullets start flying, shell
Choppa hold 100 real n***a doin fine, yeah Dro
Six tools fuck twelve bullets get him hot so I swear he gonna sweat
To a sucka n***a can't compare to myself
Booke cop shop wear stripes like a ref, yeah
Ha, and I handle mine I do the most I ain't satisfied
Hustle they mob tired
Get that or get cut by barbed wire, n***a
I'm fire n***a got that purp
N***as hating on me no worry
I'm in this bitch I skrrrt
I'm in this bitch I skrert
No frontin n***a round my circle
Getting money n***a that's for certain
These n***a s ain't bout that work
These n***as ain't bout that work