(feat. Soopafly)



[Jayo Felony]

Shut up nigga. Pass that muthafuckin weed

Let's go ride on this nigga homie, cuz

There go one right there loc

Get that nigga

Bring your muthafuckin ass, NIGGA!



I knew I was gonna have a whole lot of drama

After the first baby mama

Rob four all the titty member how they did beloved mama

Killed the bitch (?) come back from the dead with flies in ya mouth

Buried the body, sold the house, then I fly down south

My family don't understand me

Killed them and me

Punchin holes in the wall forgot a ran and nose candy

We cold-hearted and strong, you heartless and wrong

And I'm sniffin in shit tell the cartilage is gone

I'm the stone cold heavyweight that'll bait you in

Put you down with my team fool, and make you win

I laid the Cut with mouth shut 47 sprayed

Prepare for the outcome and pray for my prey

Then we getting shotty kill a bitin nigga with Young Gotti

Then we eat a pork chop meal and we all dead body

With extra gravy nigga, bottles said he couldn't save me nigga

Ya man done tried to grab the gun and made me killa, yeah!



[Chorus x2: Jayo]

Y'all better tell, cuz I hurt that nigga

I'll make six men carry and dirt that nigga

Put some bitches all in to work that nigga

Take my .38 special and red shirt that nigga



[Soopafly]

Niggas better step the fuck back I'm ready for war

Napalm bomb strickin close range I'm raw

You can't star, blinded by the gleam of the par

I teach y'all the Soopafly ways of the law

Let me shimmy shake rock whether you like it or not

You lay up with hoes I make a bitch sleep on a cot

Top of the chart, the underground straight from the pound

I bust by round by round by round and round

I'm in concert for servin niggas get yo ticket

I lock a nigga out, good cop giminy cricket

Watch out, I stick like stuck-o

Make 'em say "uh oh"

Motto is to trust no bitch you let the mutt go

Yo, I stay crackin, shut yo trap black and stay back in

Yo I break 'em you rack 'em

Bitches, I mack 'em

Bit game, I'm gonna teach you latnum

Niggas talk shit I put on my dance shoes and tap 'em

Niggas get broked up crapped out

Bent over with your backs out

I circle like a track route

I screw more niggas than a frat house

Joined to camp to step up to get stepped, Yo



[Chorus x2: Soopafly] [3rd line changes to bitches 2nd time]

Y'all better tell, cuz I hurt that nigga

I'll make six men carry and dirt that nigga

I send some hoes, man, to work that nigga

Pull out the .4-5 special and red shirt that nigga



[Bridge: ??]

Some niggas come right some niggas come wrong

We can (?) until the dawn

On and on and on and on

Blast until the breath is gone



[Soopafly]

If it's death that you want it's death that you gettin

Good life and good riddins, get them wigs to splittin

I measure niggas for they casket fits

Past tenants get erased off the face of the earth

Killin for turf

The "Cha cha" give it up quick

Double up, I double my grip

Quicker than set trip

Get wet tip of my tech rips ya neck

Gents fall it hit y'all

Like six draw, leavin bullets on the wall



[Jayo Felony]

Try to set me up and blast me

Couldn't get past me

I heard someone shot 'im up with body acid, nasty

Talk shit but you ran, nigga you shook wit it

I take the RI Saprano and shoot you wit it

Killa, I spit this shit fo' real, nigga get back

No more eattin egg yolk I put sick to the six pack

I'm harder than the hardest hardcore nigga get ya shit right

Or get your project bricks clipped tonight, bitch



[Chorus: Jayo]

Y'all better tell, cuz I hurt that nigga

I'll make six men carry and dirt that nigga

Put some bitches all in to work that nigga

Take my .38 special and red shirt that nigga



[Chorus: Soopafly]

Y'all better tell, cuz I hurt that nigga

I'll make six men carry and dirt that nigga

I'll send some hoes over to work that nigga

Pull out the .4-5 special and red shirt that nigga