Hush

[Verse]
Uh, I got these n***as in hush mode
I creep while I'm upping my gun slow
Silencer on the pistol, do a hit at a gun show
I’ll shoot you in your shit just for a whiff of the gun smoke
Bullets go down your trachea and come out your butt hole (Haha)
Me and guns, gotta ‘Love Jones’
Appreciate my trigger, I write that bitch a love poem
It's hot up on this block bitch, you better love home
Cause I got bullets that's quick to split, they love domes
Uh, roll around with dogs that love bones
All bite, no bark, all my n***as from thug zones
Still ain't fucking with rap n***as since they brought Thug home
False claims in this game, got you n***as in drug zones
(Hold on I said that shit wrong, hold on, it's like this)
Uh, falsе claims got you n***as in dumped zones
Know n***as that'll go leavе your body on dump roads
And have your Mama screaming out 'Fuck did my son go?'