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Lyrics: [intro - gangsta boo] Yeah, y'all know what time it is nigga I'm bringin' a lot of sh** today I'm bringin m-child I'm bringin' two for ya I'm also bringin' the pain nigga 'cause when I come, I'm comin' for you So you better ask some-mothaf***in-body For the 9-8, until 2 g's nigga I'm takin' over You understand this type of sh** Three 6 mafia, hypnotize, prophet posse f*** you bi***! (m-child) 1 - when we high off that green and gin Ain't no tellin what we'll do You got some ani' with the crew? (f*** you! f*** you!) With that heat we be bussin Conversation no discussion Hollow points they comin straight at you! (f*** you! f*** you!) Repeat 1 [gangsta boo] Bustin' bi***es daily, maybe it's the herb in me I wanna see what you hidden for, shake 'em and see Time to steal, time to kill, time to get real, and wassup I'm just a beefin' in the club, tear that f***in' bi*** up I'm in the corner 'round some smoke, smokin' fine ass weed Freakin' like vanessa del rio, won't you take you a peak Mob, it was me, bringin' sh** to the door I be the lady unabomber, bombin' bi***es and mo' So time to go toe to toe, with a bi*** that be rockin' Ain't nothin' stoppin' prophet posse 'til your body be droppin' You f***in' bi***, spittin' rhythms in your rhyme like a joke I'm gonna tote you like a 90 when I'm pullin' that dope I know you're hopin' that I'll fall to my face, but I ain't My shoes are stuck to the ground when I walk out on bank Another f***in' lp dropped like it's some rice We be straight like 9:15, bi***, f*** your spot Nigga! Repeat 1 Repeat 1 (m-child) Let cha let cha mind explode With these lyrics I control Just a peak to let you see How m-child do it in flip mode Now I'm baddest on a level Find a new way to be paid Ain't gon' burn or slice or beat 'em down With bats and prophet dank Yellin' thangs, I'm comin' up And niggas want your life to live Pack that steel if you real But you better shoot to kill All that flossin' ain't gon' do Bring a gun without the clip And for the rest of your life You'll be walkin' around with a half-ass limp Read my lips, don't f*** with us Because we dangerous And when we on that good stuff Like a junkie, we be anxious To get up in yo sh** And take your life with all quickness A orange mound playa that be strictly bout his business Watch out, nigga Don't give a f***, nigga Walk on top of water We some mean ass niggas Prophet 'til I fry So f*** with me, you can't avoid Plus the first time you slip You goin bungee jumpin without the cord, bi***!!! Repeat 1 Repeat 1 (koopsta knicca) Coulda been a friend, seemed to busy pimpin' Gettin' upon the skin I had no team, 34 hanc*** Puttin' them cuts upon these men Again it's on, don't be phony Tellin' these hoes that I love 'em You think you're tough fool Look at your ? , hey, they groupies Nigga, don't give a f*** Wanna know 'bout better things That fool is gonna be ? Raisin' doja, what I saw is me I best get the motha-f***a off B-b-ba-da-boom, pa-ta-pa-ta-pow Loadin' got me goin' down Swear I'm trippin' 'fore I come up, just-a left a f***in' cal On the ground with the 40 Hell, and me criticizing', no Ho, I never sold no dope Oh sh**, then shoot me cuz I'm ? Some of them charges, said the sergeant You been wanted for the longest, on the street, they call you creep Nah, nigga, my name is ? ? Well, if you're wanted Then I'm gonna give you something to collect Man, you can take that mothaf***in' gat And stick that heat up your ass Nine in my ? , got the 5 ? ? ? 3 with the tag around my throat, gotta let me go Repeat 1 Repeat 1 [prophet posse] 2 - hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey... f*** you, f*** you Repeat 2 to fade More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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