Chevy Muzik III
[Intro]
The fuck these pussy ass n***as be talking about
I’m outside with my gang aye, DRKSXDE, aye, yuh
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
[Verse 1]
I come from the trenches, where n***as catch bodies
They showing more love to the killer more than they do victims
If a n***a move oppy, I'm upping the stick and I won't hesitate to go blitz 'em
Lil brudda should not have been dissing
Karma caught him now that n***a missing
I bet he got hit with a Smith &
No UPS how they bagged him and shipped him
I been the n***a that roll with the killers, who’ll split you then march for the city
To go stop the violence, last n***a tried it we sent them hitters to zip 'em and then he got silenced
Keep a stick everywhere that I'm riding
This for real, ain't no cap in my rhyming
Got bitches surrounded, they sliding, cause they know my pimping never dying
[Chorus]
All of my n***as on pimp shit, if he talk shit watch me blitz him
Pull up with choppers, split wigs, I think it's best you keep your distance
Bitch my trigger finger itching, Dirty 30 get to clicking
I trade the Glock for the Smith &, murder, murder I'm a villain
All of my n***as on pimp shit, if he talk shit watch me blitz him
Pull up with choppers, split wigs, I think it's best you keep your distance
Bitch my trigger finger itching, Dirty 30 get to clicking
I trade the Glock for the Smith &, murder, murder I'm a villain
[Verse 2]
Big 30 clutched keep it tucked by my nuts
With one squeeze it’ll bust cause adrenaline rush
And I don’t give a fuck about nothing on earth
And I smoke so much herb, I’m too numb and it’s perm
This 30 start buckin’, you best to get to duckin’
I fucked up the function, tap dance double dutch 'em
Kris Kross with the Daddy Mack
It got 'em Jumpin’ walk down crash out bust 'em
We tote them poles kick down your door, then hang you from a totem pole
We shoot thru hoops, we shoot thru coupes, we shoot thru you, right thru that scope
We blitz at you, shoot sticks at you, your blood be spilling on the floor
You boom at me I boom at you, the difference is I up the score
[Chorus]
All of my n***as on pimp shit, n***as talk shit watch me blitz him
Pull up with choppers, split wigs, I think it's best you keep your distance
Bitch my trigger finger itching, Dirty 30 get to clicking
I trade the Glock for the Smith &, murder, murder I'm a villain
All of my n***as on pimp shit, n***as talk shit watch me blitz him
Pull up with choppers, split wigs, I think it's best you keep your distance
Bitch my trigger finger itching, Dirty 30 get to clicking
I trade the Glock for the Smith &, murder, murder I'm a villain
Murder, murder I'm a villain
The fuck these pussy ass n***as be talking about
I’m outside with my gang aye, DRKSXDE, aye, yuh
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
[Verse 1]
I come from the trenches, where n***as catch bodies
They showing more love to the killer more than they do victims
If a n***a move oppy, I'm upping the stick and I won't hesitate to go blitz 'em
Lil brudda should not have been dissing
Karma caught him now that n***a missing
I bet he got hit with a Smith &
No UPS how they bagged him and shipped him
I been the n***a that roll with the killers, who’ll split you then march for the city
To go stop the violence, last n***a tried it we sent them hitters to zip 'em and then he got silenced
Keep a stick everywhere that I'm riding
This for real, ain't no cap in my rhyming
Got bitches surrounded, they sliding, cause they know my pimping never dying
[Chorus]
All of my n***as on pimp shit, if he talk shit watch me blitz him
Pull up with choppers, split wigs, I think it's best you keep your distance
Bitch my trigger finger itching, Dirty 30 get to clicking
I trade the Glock for the Smith &, murder, murder I'm a villain
All of my n***as on pimp shit, if he talk shit watch me blitz him
Pull up with choppers, split wigs, I think it's best you keep your distance
Bitch my trigger finger itching, Dirty 30 get to clicking
I trade the Glock for the Smith &, murder, murder I'm a villain
[Verse 2]
Big 30 clutched keep it tucked by my nuts
With one squeeze it’ll bust cause adrenaline rush
And I don’t give a fuck about nothing on earth
And I smoke so much herb, I’m too numb and it’s perm
This 30 start buckin’, you best to get to duckin’
I fucked up the function, tap dance double dutch 'em
Kris Kross with the Daddy Mack
It got 'em Jumpin’ walk down crash out bust 'em
We tote them poles kick down your door, then hang you from a totem pole
We shoot thru hoops, we shoot thru coupes, we shoot thru you, right thru that scope
We blitz at you, shoot sticks at you, your blood be spilling on the floor
You boom at me I boom at you, the difference is I up the score
[Chorus]
All of my n***as on pimp shit, n***as talk shit watch me blitz him
Pull up with choppers, split wigs, I think it's best you keep your distance
Bitch my trigger finger itching, Dirty 30 get to clicking
I trade the Glock for the Smith &, murder, murder I'm a villain
All of my n***as on pimp shit, n***as talk shit watch me blitz him
Pull up with choppers, split wigs, I think it's best you keep your distance
Bitch my trigger finger itching, Dirty 30 get to clicking
I trade the Glock for the Smith &, murder, murder I'm a villain
Murder, murder I'm a villain