fuck around get smoked

bang up on 2 straps

yea nigga know, fuck crabs

when i pull up it on sight

bust enemies on red light

yea nigga know i bust out

dont cry nigga n dont shout

i squeeze out n it lights out

I don't know what you heard about

its me nigga i bang Bs

when i pull up, drop Cs

throwin up the real signs

iwalk in stayin wise

yea nigga thats true

wearin red never blue

shooting at my eneimies who never had a clue

yea nigga what i bang foe

fuck bitches n some hoes

ya bitch got a camel toe

chill out sit down bro

hell nah get the dough

bout to make this flip money

bout to make make these niggas hungry

fuck wit me shit gets bloody

 

dont fuck wit me nigga kno that

dont fuck wit me nigga know that

dont fuck wit me dont fuck wit me dont wit me dont fuck wit me

shut up dont talk to me

 

 

showing up wit a 40 glock

creeping low towards ur block

one time better call swat

u fuckin wit blood nigga

no if ands n buts blood

came from the slums blood

wish a nigga would try me when i come trough wit some heat

do drive bys n walk ups n thake this shit to the street

after that bitches suck me like a fat kid eating meat

fat kid eating meat

fat kid eating meat

 

fuck around get smoked nigga

fuck around get smoked nigga

you fuck around fuck around fuck around get smoked niggas

 

i come from the westdside

where niggas known for homicides

seen niggas die from gang fights

rivals have me on their sights

tweaked out wit long nights

never killed a nigga thats lies

have one flag on the right side

yea nigga know its the bloods side

 

dont fuck around dont fuck around dont around dont arojnd get smoked blood

 

take ur bitch to the crib oh yea we gonna fuck

ur bitch is a pro she knos how to suck

find u n ur squad so now i pop the trunk

fire first on ur homie he dead now n he stunk

 

he dead now n stunk

he dead now n stunk

he fucked around he fucked around he fucked around got smoked nigga

 

he snitched on my nigga my nigga is homicide

i told him i got him so he knos that im down to ride

when u see me better praise me or start sayin ur good byes

u look up at the sky u dead now its a homicide

momma cryin family cryin ur son was a bitch nigga

shouldve kept his mouth closed

thought he was crippin so i had to pull up

socked him in the face he beg me to stop

he said the s word so therefore i took him out

didnt he fucked up untill it was too late

my heart burnin so fast wit one thin hate

killed one of the snitches homie n i said checkmate

 

fuck around get murked

fuck around get murked

fuck around and fuck around and fuck around get smoked nigga

he fucked around he fuck around fucked around he fucked got murcked blood

he fucked around got murcked blood

he fucked around got murked blood

he fucked around n fucked around n fucked around got murked blood

good night little nigga u fucked up n u in the dirt