Cut that shit straight off the brick
Shoot with the poles and the sticks
We do not f*ck with no snitch
And I could never love a bitch
But I can f*ck up on a trick
Run up on me and my set
Boy you about to get checked
You don't see me as a threat
But I look at you and see red
Pop your top and now you dead
We never hit below the neck.
Shooters still shooting bloods got the Ruger but I got that tek
Make you hit the deck
Niggas silent moving need to see some more f*cking respect
You owing money for protection better pay up or well come and collect
And if you coming come correct
Cause if you talking stupid
And you ain't gone prove it folding Keltek gone connect
Shoot at you and your momma nigga you are not Jesus you will not resurrect
Hollow tips and bullet lead
Real niggas gonna eat guaranteed Imma stay fed
Cut that shit straight off the brick
Shoot with the poles and the sticks
We do not f*ck with no snitch
And I could never love a bitch
But I can f*ck up on a trick
Run up on me and my set
Boy you about to get checked
You don't see me as a threat
But I look at you and see red
Pop your top and now you dead
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Cut that shit straight off the brick
Shoot with the poles and the sticks
We do not f*ck with no snitch
And I could never love a bitch
But I can f*ck up on a trick
Run up on me and my set
Boy you about to get checked
You don't see me as a threat
But I look at you and see red
Pop your top and now you dead
We never hit below the neck.
Shooters still shooting bloods got the Ruger but I got that tek
Make you hit the deck
Niggas silent moving need to see some more f*cking respect
You owing money for protection better pay up or well come and collect
And if you coming come correct
Cause if you talking stupid
And you ain't gone prove it folding Keltek gone connect
Shoot at you and your momma nigga you are not Jesus you will not resurrect
Hollow tips and bullet lead
Real niggas gonna eat guaranteed Imma stay fed
Cut that shit straight off the brick
Shoot with the poles and the sticks
We do not f*ck with no snitch
And I could never love a bitch
But I can f*ck up on a trick
Run up on me and my set
Boy you about to get checked
You don't see me as a threat
But I look at you and see red
Pop your top and now you dead
Shoot with the poles and the sticks
We do not f*ck with no snitch
And I could never love a bitch
But I can f*ck up on a trick
Run up on me and my set
Boy you about to get checked
You don't see me as a threat
But I look at you and see red
Pop your top and now you dead
We never hit below the neck.
Shooters still shooting bloods got the Ruger but I got that tek
Make you hit the deck
Niggas silent moving need to see some more f*cking respect
You owing money for protection better pay up or well come and collect
And if you coming come correct
Cause if you talking stupid
And you ain't gone prove it folding Keltek gone connect
Shoot at you and your momma nigga you are not Jesus you will not resurrect
Hollow tips and bullet lead
Real niggas gonna eat guaranteed Imma stay fed
Cut that shit straight off the brick
Shoot with the poles and the sticks
We do not f*ck with no snitch
And I could never love a bitch
But I can f*ck up on a trick
Run up on me and my set
Boy you about to get checked
You don't see me as a threat
But I look at you and see red
Pop your top and now you dead
Writer: Larry Jones
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