"Get down let's see your hands see your hands
Let's see your hands everybody hands
Everybody let's see some hands Huh
Don't nobody move
Don't get out of the car stay where you're at"
Niggaz in the street that I dislike
You better get this right
These days what the f**k is a fist fight
Picture me puttin niggaz in headlocks
When I can lick off shots and put they ass in a box
Cause if you steppin to me tryin to throw a right hook
You're just lookin to get your motherf**kin life took
Cause I can't wait to be a niggaz fate
So while you lift weights I'm liftin lite-ass nickel plates
So if you wanna misbehave n***a
I'll have to kick it to the motherf**kin grave digger
Yeah motherf**ker you heard it
Doin all that rope-a-dope shit nope your dopey-ass murdered
Niggaz'll be the Karate Kid
But I'll be in prison doin a motherf**kin body-bid
So you can take all that Rocky shit home
Sylvester Stallone ain't shit against Al Capone
Cause I ain't got no patience or energy
For motherf**kers and punk-ass suckers that wanna injure me
Step up and play me like I'm soft
b***h I don't knock motherf**kers out I'm knockin motherf**kers off
Leavin the scene like Machine Gun Kelly
Two to the head about four cross the belly
Steady givin niggaz the runs
F**kin clam put your fists down and go for your guns
"Alright on the ground face down face down on the ground
Get on the ground
Hands behind your head"
"So so what are you gonna do
Beat-beat the crap out of me " NO
You punk-ass niggaz better hop or chill
Cause my glock can kill twenty motherf**kers with boxer skills
That's how I put a niggaz head out
The murder scene needs more than Visine to get the red out
And I don't give a f**k if you know Judo
Cause I'ma blow your motherf**kin ass to Pluto
And when I blast the trey niggaz pass away
Put in the ground til your silly clown ass decay
So all you niggaz with the jokes
Cause n***a you don't want the nine to go boom)
Niggaz like Tyson woulda died a long time ago
Ran outta luck when I struck on you sucker ducks
No uppercuts you'll be another motherf**ker bucked
Gettin all rumps in stuffed up boots
Hell no I'm givin motherf**kers burial suits
Your little T K O was A O K
My way is R I P niggaz are D O A
Dead on Arrival
So n***a you better come with your gun if you want survival
From the Mak-11
And those are real shots on the motherf**kin track 7
I ain't kickin niggaz buns
If it's a b***h I'ma wetta you better go for your guns
"Yo wassup what the f**k is up now man
