Ayy, set it out
We gon' let it out, nigga, believe that
Ayy, fuck wrong with these niggas? Tell 'em pull up
(HoodWithAnotha1)
Look, boy, for real, for real
To get a mil', put the gun in his ribs (Yeah)
This shit is real
Blood be on his rug if he bumpin' his grills (Look)
Stop bumpin' your grill
You better chill, ayy, stop runnin' your wheels (Yeah)
Pop one of them pills
Thinkin' you're ill, you gon' run and get killed (Bah)
Got hoes on my strip that tote clips, they be fuckin' for pills
Yeah, I set you up
As soon as y'all done fuckin', we run in his crib (For real)
Boy, I'm straight G
Try to play me, I'll run in his crib (Yeah)
Nigga, no mask, just a flag up under this steel
Put that chopper through his windshield
I'm thuggin' like fuck it, let's eat (What?)
Ready to squeeze to leave a nigga brains on the back of his seat (Bah)
Way back in the G, hatin' on 3, then I'm clappin' the heat (Bah)
Bitch, I'm thuggin' like Tyrese (Bah)
I'm waist-deep on the back of my street (Yeah)
We gon' shake somethin' (What?)
He keep puttin' it on his life, well, I'ma
Take it from him (I'ma take it from him)
God, I know that I ain't right, but niggas stay bumpin' (Stay bumpin')
I wanna see his face gushin' (What?)
When them K's bustin' (Baow)
Bitch, get away from me
Oh, you ain't heard yet? (You ain't heard?)
That we some motherfuckin' maniacs (Let's go find out)
Oh, you ain't heard?
Where all these pussy niggas hangin' at? (What?)
Set it off, set it off (Set it)
Set it off, set it off, set it off
Let it off, let it off, let it off, let it off (Yeah)
Say, I ain't with all that messy shit (I ain't)
So fuck who told you that (What?)
And I ain't beefin' 'bout no bitch (For real)
Better get that ho in check (Yeah)
I ain't goin' out like Rick (I'm not)
You gotta show me somethin'
You send Mo3 to shoot some shit? (What?)
Well, then you owe me one (Bah)
Look, all I know is chase a dollar (For real)
I better not chase a bitch
If you fuck me, then you might get on (I don't know)
I don't know, ho, take the risk (Yeah)
I stand up like I'm ten feet tall (For real)
I know it make 'em sick
'Cause when it's beef, bitch, I'm a dog (Rrr)
Know niggas hate this shit
We gon' shake somethin' (What?)
He keep puttin' it on his life, well, I'ma take it from him (Bah)
God, I know that I ain't right, but niggas stay bumpin' (Stay bumpin')
I wanna see his face gushin' (What?)
When them K's bustin' (Baow)
Bitch, get away from me
Oh, you ain't heard yet? (You ain't heard?)
That we some motherfuckin' maniacs (Let's go find out)
Go get a shirt
Where all these pussy niggas hangin' at? (Hold on)
Set it off, set it
Set it off, set it off, set it off
Let it off, let it off, let it off, let it off (Yeah)
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