(feat. PSK-13, K-Roc, Kid, Indo-G)



[Hook: Tommy Wright III]



Gunshots, gunshots

That's all I'm hearin' is them

Gunshots, gunshots

Them niggas runnin' from them

Gunshots, gunshots

Can't go to sleep cause I hear

Gunshots, gunshots

Twenty four seven I hear



[Blik, black, blucka]

Nigga back the fuck up

[x4]



[PSK-13]

I break bread, and lay my head in Southside hi-zaw

Where dice games have these niggas offside shootin'

If these shoot motors could talk, shit they'll charge ya for game

And hustle hatas only out to slaughter ya name

PSK that ain't the factor in it, and we don't act up

Blick, black, bluck nigga back the fuck up

Hatin' niggas gettin' dealt wit, on some cap peel shit

Bluesteel snubnose what I kill wid

You know I, hold down blocks like a C-O

Roll down blocks like a G-O,

Nigga what the deal, original, down south hustla

I'm still out here hustlin',

That plaque ain't nuthin' playboy

I strictly do business by the code ah these streets

When niggas violate that same nigga see the sheets

It's hell to pay the captain, and I mean that shit partna,

And you can tell by the way I'm wettin' it, gunshots



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[K-Roc]

How many motherfuckin' niggas out there done, heard ah K-Roc

You fuckin' wid a Street Smart connection now, bitch I'm on yo block

Where them niggas at, hangin' out the window

Get 'em, hit 'em, split 'em, *drrrr,drrrr*

Pull up on the side ah the car

Nigga done come wid a big ass pistol

Bitch, bitch.. raise them motherfuckin' hands like FAST!

Shit, shit.. this Street Smart click WHOOO!

When a nigga wettin' come get me T,

I'll show these niggas what's up wid me

Lock and load, put 'em in the test mode

You motherfuckin' hoe, oh noooo!



[Tommy III]

I lay my head in Memphis, where they be killin' drug dealin'

Niggas get shot out chillin',takin' up smoke just to cope

wid the fact that a nigga can't survive if he don't got a gat

Leave a nigga nigga flat on his back it's us

Thirteen to the third power, SPC and Street Smart's in this thugs

In my veins, it's cold water

If ain't murder, it's manslaughter

Steppin' out the door all a nigga finna hear is gunshots

The time on earth gettin' shorter,

Cock it back and bust get buck

I can't come out without it

In the South yo mouth can get you killed

A-Town, M-Town let me hear you shout it, what?



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[Kid]

Runnin' young hog nigga, you catch me buckin' nigga

Screamin' ain't sayin' nuthin' they really ain't weighin' nuthin'

Don't let me take my shirt off, pull my pants up

No fake ass nigga, ain't tryna throw no hands up

Woodrunnaz is in me nigga, got me fucked up

I smoke a sherm wid my weed nigga, Nigga back the fuck up!

Get it, got it baby you gotta get it good

We gon' blicka, blacka, blucka

Blicka, blacka good



[Indo-G]

This is what they told me,

Turn around, stick 'em up, put ya fuckin' hands up

We in here, where's the fuckin' cheese bro

Optimo, plenty hoes I hustle for a livin' nigga

True to what I say, ev'ryday, X'd out

Sippin' tough-enex, break a nigga neck if he violate

Hit the green, Remy Martin make my pupils dialate

I don't give a fuck about these niggas and they hoe ass ways

Slap 'em wid the yawk, nigga step before I spray the K



Break 'em off wid a rat-tat-tarry yo red rum and a motherfuckin' alley

where I be, naw I ain't shootin' in the air

I'ma plug a slug in ya ass and nigga duck and run

Call the cops, call ya boy, AT&T nigga Indo-G

No love no peace, no peace no love

Take it to the head like a muhfuckin thug



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