Lay Down

Look, all of that woofin' like you 'bout that shit
 Better stop that shit
 Bitch I got something to make you lay down
 Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, going through a nigga mind
 When I'm loadin' up them K rounds
 And we gon' ride through that pussy nigga block
 One of these nights and let em have it
 Fuck boy, we ain't gon' play round
 And we gon' ride through that pussy nigga block
 One of these nights and let em have it
 Fuck boy, we ain't gon' play round
 Look, fuck boy we ain't gon' play round
 Lurkin', itchin' for for a killin'
 When I catch a nigga, I'ma leave him face down
 AK eat a fuck nigga body
 Eating everything but the waste down
 I'm getting high off gunpowder
 See you on the way down
 Look, you ain't talking money then I can't stay round
 Ain't fuckin' with no lame nigga
 Niggas tip the system then they wanna break down
 Go to jail, break down, fuck no
 Bitch I'ma lay down
 I'm worried bout clowns actin like real niggas
 Man, fuck a fake clown
 Pulled up on him at the gas station
 Nigga thought I was playin'
 I got the pump but you see big fire coming out that Phant
 What about that time I walked out on you in front of yo clan?
 He pushed you in the gate
 Fore you came we had an understandin'
 That boy ain't really yo man
 All of that woofin' like you 'bout that shit
 Better stop that shit
 Bitch I got something to make you lay down
 Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, going through a nigga mind
 When I'm loadin' up them K rounds
 And we gon' ride through that pussy nigga block
 One of these nights and let em have it
 Fuck boy, we ain't gon' play round
 And we gon' ride through that pussy nigga block
 One of these nights and let em have it
 Fuck boy, we ain't gon' play round
 Ay, riding round with fed cases
 Murk a nigga for a couple dead faces
 Fuck yo baby momma ain't no sympathy
 I hope she have a dead baby
 Niggas wanna tell the police everything
 Well tell em how that lead tasting
 I've been in the streets no sleep
 Told em that he ain't seen the dead lately
 I've been trippin', poppin' fifties
 I remember I ain't have a pot to piss in
 Partners kick it in the trenches
 Nigga trippin'? Grab the Glock
 And pop the stick in
 Murder mission pop a jigga
 Smoke a black wait for my high to kick in
 Rob a nigga flat broke
 He shake back?
 Then I'm gon' rob him again
 All of that woofin like you bout that shit
 Better stop that shit, I'll pop that bitch
 Slide through your block, murk a nigga
 Then I'm out that bitch
 Look, all of that woofin' like you bout that shit
 Better stop that shit, I'll pop that bitch
 Slide through your block, murk a nigga
 Then I'm out that bitch
 All of that woofin' like you 'bout that shit
 Better stop that shit
 Bitch I got something to make you lay down
 Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, going through a nigga mind
 When I'm loadin' up them K rounds
 And we gon' ride through that pussy nigga block
 One of these nights and let em have it
 Fuck boy, we ain't gon' play round
 And we gon' ride through that pussy nigga block
 One of these nights and let em have it
 Fuck boy, we ain't gon' play round