[Hunnid]
Call me hundon Don Dada
Holding on this choppa
Get em missing like he Hoffa
I can have a n***a slaughtered
Cutters on me now, who wanna dance in this bitch
Stick up boys is outside robbing
Finna tax em a bitch
Said I’m outside in a monkey suit just laying in bushes
Can’t wait till this n***a come home
Ima rob me a pussy
He was talking bout them bricks n***a
He knowing he shouldn’t
As soon as this n***a come home, all his shit getting tookin
If it’s up there then it’s stuck there n***a I’m ready to click
You n***as talking about the don n***a this shit is high risk
And I’ma zip that n***a up I’m really steppin on shit
And I’ma rob his ass again just to see if he going hit
Ima spin up on his block don’t need no one to ride with me
Cuz I don’t need no co defendants sliding and lying on me
And you can’t play on both sidеs round here you’ll get friеd homie
That’s how a n***a ending on a shirt and died Shawty
What’s the point of having soldiers if you ain’t gonna use em n***a
We got up on the fire and gonna really use it n***a
We going really slide and step on shit and you gonna lose a n***a
Catch one of your homies lacking turn him to the bluest n***a
[Stro D]
Ain’t no question if we runnin ‘em down
We gunnin ‘em down
Have em shaking when that choppa sound
Should’ve stayed in the house
I don’t get my hands dirty I kick my feet up lil n***a
Walk around with all this pressure on me gotta keep my heat up lil n***a
I’m too high class for this local shit
When I bend the block them n***as know it’s me
Gotta call the shot now bitches notice me
I say fuck it for whoever want it
I’m loaded up so show me my opponent
I live In hell got all these demons on me
I’m dropping bombs over Baghdad
I got his bitch and he big mad
N***a wanna be beef come get your bitch back
I got McDonald’s and a Big Mac
Play with my side I’ll leave you fried ain’t no lick back
That n***a pussy he ain’t gon slide for his get back
And when that pussy n***a die who gon get back
Keep a hundo in the clip they know just not to fuck with us
I do not fear nobody on my momma you’ll get bust
N***as talkin I ain’t with that
Bitch pass a N***a don’t need no six pack
Bullet could break a bone like a kitkat
Yea it’s on now that 40 lookin for your soul now
My slummy slidin with that chrome now
N***a what you on now