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Intro 1
Dm
Gm
Dm
Verse 1
Dm
Some niggas need the handy
to endure the drama
Gm
All I need is information on
your crib and armor
Dm
Gm
When it comes to creepin' niggas
know that I'm the father
Dm
Need guns? Get your own
gas I never charter
Like a fucked up barber
I'll push your wig farther
Pull strings have you getting
Gm
clapped in things
Dm
My cat is freaky to lick
more than any shorty
Gm
Any nigga threatenin' my
Dm
Gm
life's a done deal
Dm
Watch the bitch get revealed
as he snitch and squeal
Blow a nigga, have him linkin' to
the Court of Appeal
Searchin' for habits like
a search through fog
How'd you like a make a last bit,
stop at the mall?
Niggas wanna spread they wings,
then I'm clippin' them off
Niggas wanna spread rumors,
I shoot they mouth off
Gm
Dm
And clap a bastard in the first degree
Bust that, gimme that,
n***a get clapped
And clap a bastard in the first degree
Bust that, gimme that,
n***a get clapped
And clap a n***a in the first degree
It's probably another damn rapper,
or who knows
Maybe it sucks,
maybe it's the mother crew,
we'll see it till then
All I know is how to get the guns in
and give it to a nigga good
when he stuntin'
Fuck that,
fuck y 'all, fuck all of this shit
Y 'all better protect that bar,
murder that kid
You got jokes,
but ain't nobody over here laughin'
Or you get a standin'
ovation with MAC -10s
Four fish and more shit we implode with
Niggas be runnin' with cops,
scared to go to war with
Some real rap niggas
will catch you at the social wars
I'm gettin' at this nigga,
part of my force
I better give a round to that nigga
or you catchin' a tooth
Your power's no match for
my strength of woes, nigga
We came into the game, this drama shit
More money, more murder,
that's how we livin'
More diamonds, more guns,
it's the beginnin'
More of this gangsta shit,
the way you out
You niggas see my gold
Mack till you went all out
I clap your backs in the first degree
Bust that, gimme that,
n***a get clapped
And clap a bastard in the first degree
And drama knowledge, you n***a,
just pay the homage
You n***a should be abolished,
Gm
well that rappin' ass garbage to me
You just a target, easy to hit
Dm
With that loud walkin' Stevie
Gm
Wonder couldn't even miss
Dm
Then it's one, two, three,
baby, boy, you gettin' hit
And ripped like a whole
Gm
bitch by the vultures
Dm
Rusty ass gems, niggas already know this
Care who you run with
and charge of who you die with
Potted up, coochied up,
died on some fly shit
Regulator, wig splitter,
Gm
Dm
little nigga, big nigga
Any nigga kill you,
your man to be the pinch hitter
Fuck niggas,
Gm
ain't on my level cause I bended it
Dm
Talk about flicks,
Gm
most infamous, run with it
Dm
Catch a body, send road,
all my niggas sick with it
And clap a nigga in the first degree
Ayo, fall back, step back, we built the lines
Get back, move back, this is that smash
This is that murder,
you niggas get bucked
Your image gets shattered,
your bitches get fucked
We mobbed deep,
anytime we stomp niggas out
Or I might catch you all for myself, it spaz out
I have head plays out, niggas is assed out
Take yourself to the first safe house
and lock it down
Go be wildin' for two thousand
and two poundin'
Any nigga out runnin' with
they mouth boundin'
Guns clack,
security be callin' for backup
Milled through, bullets drop,
niggas leavin' them back up
While we mashin' a Jag truck
With the .22's that spin
like how the .44's spun on ya
Clap you niggas in the first degree
Bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
And clap a bastard in the first degree
Bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
And clap a nigga in the first degree
I don't know what do, I don't do
Thank
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