We Gon Go
J Cue Capone
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Calling me broke all you n**** are jokes Don’t try to provoke when you battle capone Your outta your mind Im giving you smoke All of you homies are sniffing the coke Pussy bitches son I hate you the most Don’t ever get close I’m up in the map From the ghetto so I come from the trap Moving the product I’m dapping your hand Sick of hearing all you wack rappers All you n**** got some wack bars Ya aint got the money got the fast cars Ya ain’t got shit ya some wack broads I was the homie they hated on Cops are coming so the raid is on Cut your head so ya fade is gone Man I’m moving like a wanted man Ya aint ball players ya juwanna mans Im a rapper your a trap star You a pussy you a track star When I come around you don’t act hard Hang you dummies with a gucci scarf Gang gang so I take off Write my shit I aint paid off Im on fire I aint laid off Yea we gon go Yea we gon go All my n**** want that smoke We inhaling all you suckers after that son we gone blow You too slow You can never beat capone son thats a fact Im like eastwood with my trigger you gone here that rat tat tat Im feeling the rain I’m throwing a coat Im getting this chicken you know ima roast Im drowning you suckers not checking the coast I was the rapper they hated the most I believe that I’m realist ever Jackie tell me how the f*** the weather Camel n**** send you to the desert Heard your shawty loving all the pleasure Smoking you dummies like back woods Im hating a n**** that act hood Fontos with the roll up Im up in your gram just scroll up You like an omelette homie fold up Part of my plan just make it out Vvs so I’m acting out Vvs so I’m acting out Yea we gon go Yea we gon go All my n**** want that smoke We inhaling all you suckers after that son we gone blow You too slow You can never beat capone son thats a fact Im like eastwood with my trigger you gone here that rat tat tat Getting ready I was packen my bags was going to school Met up with a couple of goons They were just holding the tool I told em im cool Was looking confused They thought I wanted to bang shit Thought I was about the gang shit Nothing they can understand shit Bullets flying do a backflip Couple n**** get they back split Now you homies on the track list Rocking that christian dior Whenever it rains you know that it pours Robbing the shit that I cannot afford look at my face and I look at my fate Couple a n**** are facing a case Facing a case of this budwise You thinking you smart but you not wise Vampin till I see the sunrise Mothers never see they son rise Living crazy like baby boy Paranoid with the trigger noise Electrocute you like train rails They got us stuck like a slave trail Yo we trynna escape Don’t wanna die as a young kid Living life doing dumb shit Undertaker with my last ride Reminiscing on my past life Dying living on the fast life No kool g But im cool see Couple n**** that approach me Shooting right at my dome peice Laid out with that full heat Yea we gon go Yea we gon go All my n**** want that smoke We inhaling all you suckers after that son we gone blow You too slow You can never beat capone son thats a fact Im like eastwood with my trigger you gone here that rat tat tat
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