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You ain't finna disrespect us 
Stand on my two 
N**** what you wanna do 
Show respect where it's due 
Or imma check ya 
Told you Imma act a fool 
When I come through 
Man I'll be lookin' for you 
Aiming from the neck up 
My n****s got tools 
Killers ain't got rules 
They gon do what they do 
We gon catch ya 
N**** you won't have a clue 
When it's through 
They'll be asking what happened to you 

I put your body in a bag 
At ya mommy with the mag 
Do a hommy and a half 
I'm in the lobby with the mask 
N****s get hyped up and hit with the hot ones 
Try to show a lil' heart now you ain't got one 
You don't want war, I leave ya ass hit up 
Slit up can't sit up have ya niggas yelling get up 
Dying over pride 
Man he should've gave his chain up 
Hit his ass twice now they gotta clean your brains up 

You ain't finna disrespect us 
Stand on my two 
N**** what you wanna do 
Show respect where it's due 
Or imma check ya 
Told you Imma act a fool 
When I come through 
Man I'll be lookin' for you 
Aiming from the neck up 
My n****s got tools 
Killers ain't got rules 
They gon do what they do 
We gon catch ya 
N**** you won't have a clue 
When it's through 
They'll be asking what happened to you 

N****s don't really wanna bump heads 
Put ya punk ass in the trunk dead 
N****s think they pumping 
Til' I pump lead 
Like tell me where the stash at 
Money where the cash at 
N****s don't really wanna bump heads 
Put ya punk ass in the trunk dead 
N****s think they pumping 
Til' I pump lead 
He tired of getting robbed 
Now he trynna sell his packs back 

You got ya ass on ya back
Betta watch what you say boy 
Talking like I won't off em 
I'm at ya face boy 
Name a better predator 
I'm top of the food chain, induce pain 
A mad man when my mood change 
Get the script flipped 
You trip get out of character
I leave you face down on the ground 
Won't even bury ya
You ride or die, right-hand man, I get em' sprayed up 
Rah, God, Buddha, Allah I hope you prayed up

You ain't finna disrespect us 
Stand on my two 
N**** what you wanna do 
Show respect where it's due 
Or imma check ya 
Told you Imma act a fool 
When I come through 
Man I'll be lookin' for you 
Aiming from the neck up 
My n****s got tools 
Killers ain't got rules 
They gon do what they do 
We gon catch ya 
N**** you won't have a clue 
When it's through 
They'll be asking what happened to you 

N****s don't really wanna bump heads 
Put ya punk ass in the trunk dead 
N****s think they pumping 
Til' I pump lead 
Like tell me where the stash at 
Money where the cash at 
N****s don't really wanna bump heads 
Put ya punk ass in the trunk dead 
N****s think they pumping 
Til' I pump lead 
He tired of getting robbed 
Now he trynna sell his packs back 

N****s don't really wanna bump heads 
Put ya punk ass in the trunk dead 
N****s think they pumping 
Til' I pump lead 
Like tell me where the stash at 
Money where the cash at 
N****s don't really wanna bump heads 
Put ya punk ass in the trunk dead 
N****s think they pumping 
Til' I pump lead 
He tired of getting robbed 
Now he trynna sell his packs back

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