Jigga jigga feel this
This goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me
If ya feel me f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these hoes
This goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me
If ya feel me f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these hoes
Yeah if ya want some put ya guns up it's on
Ladies know that when the sun's up I'm gone
F**k them bitches though digits though
F**k now if I bring it niggas know whaat
All black gat with the mack out
I take shorty to the rest blow her back out
Sun dress undress throw her back out biotch
In out like a crack house keep it moving
Face off with the 38 scraped off
Keep shorty maced can't throw a 44 eight ball
Know your place so it starts when ya least expect
The yeast infect you don't imitate bitches
Piece protected so I hear you hate bitches
Love the dough ya flow irritate niggas
F**k them though it's all out and
Have a fall out I f**ked ya girl
On top now we call out f**k the world
Face off
This gos out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me
If ya feel me f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these hoes
This goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me
If ya feel me f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these hoes
I apologize ladies I'm lovin' ya right
You must be used to me trickin' but we f**kin' tonight
No wine no dine no wheelin' the whip
All night long just feelin' the d**k be i itch
Sauce mothaf**kin' slayin' I'm sayin' with no delayin'
Can you beat that I eat that you just playin'
n***a you neva know what a chick could do
Pull the trigga too check the shit jigga do
My crew mackin' the same b***h i do
Back man stack grands daddy like I you
Love them hoes jigga ha how that sound
Women start to fall we all bat around
Let my whole team hit it scatter 'round
You never seen wit it pat 'em down
Check for cream in it these riches
Got nu'hin to do wit these bitches
Nothin' y'all can do to stop these digits
Face off
This goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me
If ya feel me f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these hoes
This goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me
If ya feel me f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these hoes
Can I touch that what's that leave it for dead
Keep ya arm over ya face my n***a keep ya head
Keep a mind to survive if ya sleep ya dead
Stay fly 'til ya die n***a deep with prayer
With each word ya say I guess the beef is dead
Ladies gentlemen like impeach the prez
Val kilmer style n***a draw heat with feds
Broad day like de niro shoot all day
I'm the man f**kin' the tracks and you just foreplay
Get a hit i I come through blow up you spit out
What keep it cocked faithfully like salop
With one in the drop don't get hit up
I be the 45 th flamer hoes b***h shamer
Clap cats a snitch she'll give ya whole click name up
Look I done came up and thought a whole game up
Meet me in the square with one in the chamber
The face off n***a
This goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me
If ya feel me f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these hoes
This goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me
If ya feel me f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these hoes
This goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya gun up in the air if ya feel me
F**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these hoes
This goes out put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me if ya feel
F**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these hoes yeah
This goes out to my brooklyn crew
