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点击复制Call me psychotive but I'm bad ni**a yo
And I'ma do ya bad black
And when I come I'm busting up
Niggas to hear me black
Ya should of never let a ni**a see
If there was niggas and b**ches
And b**ches and niggas that hated me
Huh I waited for my date to come-of-age
And now I'm of-age
I can't escape the f**kin' front page
So I guess that ni**a D is up to hit again
I kicks the funky sh*t
And coke and stupid like I'm Gilligan
I'm P supposed to hit a lick for a jack
The only thing I gained
Is the pain of niggas comin' back
Ni**a lookin' for they sh*t
Aggravated and pissed
Niggas they can't f**k with my clique
I'm here to break 'em off for chunk
A D E A T H L Y a motherf**kin' punk
And I be rollin' with the brass
Don't answer with the ziggers in your hood
He break your neck to roll a pass ni**a
Don't even stop to say"Whattup"
Cos I bust for the f**k
And pay some quick to light a motherf**ker up
Next time you stop me on your block
I hope you leave the place
Or be the next to meet the Lord face-to-face
Ni**a I ain't the one to take no bullshit
'Cos see a ni**a like the D
Is game to empty out the full clip
So when I come for ya act like ya know
Sittin' motherf**kin' smooth to the curb
But you don't hear Doe
I'ma bring ya to ya asshole
Do it like the G-to-O
Bustin' on that a** but still I see
That you don't hear me doe
Do it like the G-to-O
Bustin on that a** but still I see
That you don't hear me doe
It's time to f**k em up here it comes blast ni**a
Thump to your chest and they comin' out your a** ni**a
I grew apart livin' my life as a criminal
Niggas G to kill but still
I see that you don't hear me doe
So I'ma serve it to ya fat hit the deck mate
Hit the deck mate call me Flipper when I checkmate
D-um divertin' nine Tre-9 full Glock Glock
My Glock makin' sounds and it don't stop
So ni**a pass the swisha quick
And I'ma blaze till the motherf**ker
Burn me off my fingertips
'Cos see a ni**a gotta say high
I try to smoke till I can't smoke
And then I won't smoke
But still I got my fingers on my sh*t
And click click click ya
Die die die ya dead b**ch
You tried to test the wrong ni**a be a tested
Straight from St Paul but clockin G's down in Texas
Some think I'm talk cos I play it cool
But I ain't the average motherf**ker
I do the sh*t that niggas won't do
Like pistol whip a woodie for his bank
Then after that I gate and grab his b**ch
And do the same thang
And I will pain up the asshole
Collectin' grips on my drips as
I stroll but you don't hear me doe
I'ma bring ya to ya asshole
Do it like the G-to-O
Bustin' on that a** but still I see
That you don't hear me doe
Bring ya to ya asshole
Do it like the G-to-O
Bustin on that a** but still I see