TEC & Maine Musik
Sparing Nothin
[Intro: TEC]
Go to war with that Nation, they don't wanna do that
Bitch you don't wanna do that
Free my lil n***a Casey, they don't wanna do that
Bitch you don't wanna do that
[Chorus: TEC & Maine Musik]
And n***a I ain't sparin' none o' em
I'm steppin' I catch any one o' em
Me and my n***as lurking till the sun up
And they gone make us slide on em
Put iron on em
Issue them choppa bullets out like
And n***a I ain't sparin' none o' em
I'm steppin' I catch any one o' em
Me and my n***as lurking till the sun up
In broad daylight I'll hop out wit no mask on ya
Stop that bitch cock that bitch pop that bitch and pull off fast on ya
[Verse 1: TEC]
No back down me a die me a warrior
Big ass choppa betta put that lil revolver up
Put bukoo holes through yo Polo's and yo lil Nautica
Last n***a went to war wit us
Made the news paper ordered em
I'm a die gangsta and I put that on lil Dundray
Used to ride roun' Easy Town wit a 100 rounds ask lil Vontae
A serve them bicthes to you like a entree', the Casey way
N***a fuck how you come you can feel this drum just like a 808
N***a, me no fear no enemies
Draco half of a n***a call this bitch my mini me
Turn a n***a to a memory
Don't up this bitch for nothing
If I up that bitch I'm finna squeeze
[Chorus: TEC & Maine Musik]
And n***a I ain't sparin' none o' em
I'm steppin' I catch any one o' em
Me and my n***as lurking till the sun up
And they gone make us slide on em
Put iron on em
Issue them choppa bullets out like
And n***a I ain't sparin' none o' em
I'm steppin' I catch any one o' em
Me and my n***as lurking till the sun up
In broad daylight I'll hop out wit no mask on ya
Stop that bitch cock that bitch pop that bitch and pull off fast on ya
[Verse 2: Maine Musik]
Spider Nation baby we like really wit the shits
Defensive coordinator I'm who orchestrate the blitz
Don't get in my mix I'm not gonna miss
And I'm not gonna lie less they ask me to snitch
If I ever step out then somebody gettin' hit
If it ain't who I want then they takin' they lic
This K wit the stick
Enough to go under the jail
But enough to get courtesy shells
Now who gone tell, ain't wit that talkin' to 12
Just escort me back to my cell
Look it's gang, they where Maine stay
The migos 'll smoke you for powder
When I got the 50 then I got the power
No Stars no TV show, bullets 'll shower
I'm far from a coward
I'm far from a bitch
AR with the switch, on the block by the fence
Get you up to that clique, I can get you dismissed
They watchin' the pitch ain't throwin' no pick
I order up quick and go in a shotgun
Shoot straight up the field and get you a kill
I got one, pussy n***a
[Chorus: TEC & Maine Musik]
And n***a I ain't sparin' none o' em
I'm steppin' I catch any one o' em
Me and my n***as lurking till the sun up
And they gone make us slide on em
Put iron on em
Issue them choppa bullets out like
And n***a I ain't sparin' none o' em
I'm steppin' I catch any one o' em
Me and my n***as lurking till the sun up
In broad daylight I'll hop out wit no mask on ya
Stop that bitch cock that bitch pop that bitch and pull off fast on ya