Step on It

I'ma get a pool of dat boy (Of dat boy) Ima step on dat bitch Step on dat bitch Ima get a tool and a 7 of dat girl Niggas slept on my wrist Step on it Aite well this the shit dat niggas ask for Back door nigga serving til da stash gone Mask on this where niggas start da trap from U got a question better hit me in dat Trac phone (bleep) And when da scratch gone dey gone put me back on These niggas bloods and crips dey got dat sack on em And uon never really catch em wit no rack on em Ask tony Skinny nigga with packs on em Crack on em and know he got da strap on em I'm back on it Some time you gotta G a nigga Cuz dey gon see a nigga Den gon tryda be a nigga Dis shit real I had to 123 a nigga Cuz dese niggas playing hiding go seek Da murder cap ain't da place you wanna be Nawww I aint really in the trap wit it Hit my phone get u plugged gotta tax 50 Rap wit me da plug on da jack wit me A few times took da 50 of the back wit me... Every where I go you know im good I'm surrounded by the wolves And we ain't up to no good We gon pull up to yo hood... Was throwing sets and fighting cuz I was lil nigga Looking for deals Dey done took me off dem pills niggas Still drink da sprite messy like a pig nigga I'm tryna kick it wit some bitches from da 6 nigga You in da hood gotta tell me who u wit nigga Tryna cop a bottle of diddies but it's a drought Put 3 or 4 in dey mouth Dey do dis shit round da south nigga Da dope boys on dope now dey broke boys So naw uon see em wit me less dey dope spoil Niggas still talking dat wreck ain't making no noise Who say a dollar beat a blank dat was yo boy I kept train and da loud for da coke boys Homie tried to send you on a dummy told u go for it.. But when it turn into a hommie den its yo fault Ball heads from da Tommy like I'm Cole boy In da streets of dmv u gotta go boy Choppa holding up ya body like da road course Da 12 gauge go retarded wit da low torch Sawing off da edge of da shotty gone get u more force A fuck nigga fuck wit u let it blow boy Cuz anytime any day could be yours boy Click da switch nigga lying on da floor for it Modify da YOPP got it spraying like blow torch I'm wit da mob wan wet I get soak for it Im on the blade, playing wave like a dope boy And he da reason I was sqeezing at a coke boy I'm bout peace now, if dis was 04 Well let's be glad dat i aint salvage wit it no more I been done click click cli my brother folk boy Naw I aint banging but my name'll get u poke boy So if u send em to da boy Tell em don't blow it