歌曲歌詞
Call me psychotive but I'm bad nigga 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 nigga see
If there was niggas and bitches and bitches 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 fucking front page
So I guess that nigga D is up to hit again
I kicks the funky shit 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 coming back
Nigga looking for they shit aggravated and pissed
Niggas they can't fuck with my clique
I'm here to break 'em off for chunk
A D E A T H L Y a motherfucking punk
And I be rolling with the brass
Don't answer with the ziggers in your hood
He break your neck to roll a pass nigga
Don't even stop to say "Whattup" 'cos I bust for the fuck
And pay some quick to light a motherfucker 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
Nigga I ain't the one to take no bullshit
'Cos see a nigga like the D
Is game to empty out the full clip
So when I come for ya act like ya know
Sitting motherfucking smooth to the curb but you don't hear Doe
I'ma bring ya to ya asshole(Uh)
Do it like the G-to-O(Yeah)
Busting on that ass but still I see
That you don't hear me doe(But you don't hear me doe)
Bring ya to ya asshole(Uh)
Do it like the G-to-O(Yeah)
Bustin on that ass but still I see
That you don't hear me doe
It's time to fuck em up here it comes blast nigga
Thump to your chest and they coming out your ass nigga
I grew apart living 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 diverting nine Tre-9 full Glock Glock
My Glock making sounds and it don't stop
So nigga pass the swisha quick
And I'ma blaze till the motherfucker burn me off my fingertips
'Cos see a nigga 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 shit
And click click click ya die die die ya dead bitch
You tried to test the wrong nigga be a tested
Straight from StPaul but clockin G's down in Texas
Some think I'm talk cos I play it cool
But I ain't the average motherfucker
I do the shit that niggas won't do
Huh like pistol whip a woodie for his bank
Then after that I gate and grab his bitch
And do the same thang
And I will pain up the asshole
Collecting grips on my drips as
I stroll but you don't hear me doe
I'ma bring ya to ya asshole (Uh)
Do it like the G-to-O (Yeah)
Busting on that ass but still I see
That you don't hear me doe(But you don't hear me doe)
Bring ya to ya asshole (Uh)