Lately
Seven7Hardaway, Fredo Bang
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Big cutter that I bought for my big brother That bitch slice a nigga neck just like butter Pull up on a nigga block burnin' rubber And you know we dumpin' clips, I did not stutter .40 Glock, AK's, cutter cut like switchblades (Spend a bag, spend a bag, spend a bag) .40 Glock, AK's, cutter cut like switchblades Fuckin' on his baby mama, I know where his head lay And lately I been keepin' that pistol off safety Gotta keep it on me, you know niggas they be hatin' And lately I been keepin' that pistol off safety Catch 'em, I'ma stretch 'em, I'ma rock her body, baby Top of the month, my shooter say he need his rent paid I teach these niggas how to step like I'm they sensei He drop a diss, I drop a bag, I get the bill paid Niggas talk like hoes, I give a f*ck 'bout what a bitch say Pull up on your block, ah bitch, you know its murder Lil' one went to jail, they was hidin' like some turtles Pull up with the chop stick Bitch, you know I drop shit Put him in a wheelchair, you would think he bang Crip .40 Glock, AK's, cutter cut like switchblades (Spend a bag, spend a bag, spend a bag) .40 Glock, AK's, cutter cut like switchblades Fuckin' on his baby mama, I know where his head lay And lately I been keepin' that pistol off safety Gotta keep it on me, you know niggas they be hatin' And lately I been keepin' that pistol off safety Catch 'em, I'ma stretch 'em, I'ma rock her body, baby Niggas run they mouth, they showing off, I'm in they driveway Before he switched to go in park, we shootin' sideways Cutters on deck, since everybody wan' be hard now Pull up broad day, and blow a kiss, go talk to God now Put 60 in the whip, then double back to watch the crowd grief I watch detectives pick up shells from the crime scene When I up this bitch in public, you will never see me catchin' face Hundred meter dash, pull the trigger, watch 'em relay I hit the wrong nigga, had to tell lil' one, my mistake I just do it, nigga, wherever I catch you, I'ma make you pay I ain't with no talkin', pick your coffin, 'cause you finna lay I walk up broad day, I headshot then holler "Gee Way" And lately I been keepin' that pistol off safety Gotta keep it on me, you know niggas they be hatin' And lately I been keepin' that pistol off safety Catch 'em, I'ma stretch 'em, I'ma rock her body, baby And lately I been keepin' that pistol off safety Gotta keep it on me, you know niggas they be hatin' And lately I been keepin' that pistol off safety Catch 'em, I'ma stretch 'em, I'ma rock her body, baby (DJ Chose) (Hardbody) (Damn, Chose)
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Written by: Fredrick Givens
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