I ride on my en emies,
I ride on my enemies
Time to ride on my enemies,
I ride on my enemies
I ride on my enemies,
time to ride on my enemies
We outside your crib, nigga,
what up now, nigga?
I heard you was jappin' your jaw,
what up now, nigga?
So we ain't fuckin' with y 'all,
so how you wanna do it?
Cause I'm ready for war,
I'm like, see this cigar,
I'mma put it on
This old pussy -ass nigga
tried to ride my
Kinect
Now my hood fucked up cause we all in debt
I had a load comin' in at a quarter to nine
I put my bitch on the train,
cause she tired of flyin'
I caught this nigga at the crib
with his wife and shit
She blind to the fact she don't
know the life he live
Stick up kids die fast,
and it's life of crime
Everybody got right, so
I'ma fight for mine
I got the right to pack a gun
with my beam and shit
So don't ever,
ever disrespect my team and shit
And I don't care about
how much coke you move
Cause I know you flip a little,
but you smoke it too
And when you go against me,
you supposed to lose
When we erase you,
your wife and kids supposed to move
Bang, bang, motherfucker,
when I hit your block
Running for corporates,
we're all without the rocks
What's up now, nigga?
I heard you wanna squash the beef
What's up now, nigga?
It's too late, I'm off the leash
So how you wanna do it?
prepared and grab your vest
Cause when I dump the pump,
slugs crash your chest
I'm a killer by all means
I'm packing clips with artillery
That will make you do a backwards flip
Catch you on the strip, plow,
crack your whip I'm slangin' that
F club, plus I gave the
Mac to flip
Now let's go,
and show em how we handle the beef
Takin' out body parts and I just
mounted your street
Motorized
S -box and a pounder of the
Jeep
That's not the
Apollo, nigga, amateur week
You say you got way but
never touched the key
You say you ran a block but
never touched the streets
I'm a nightmare,
I'll fuck you up in your sleep
Bad dreams of empty scenes,
bust a rap and repeat
What up,
Nas, niggas?
Heard y 'all was talkin'
down on my name,
talkin' down on my name,
talkin' down on my name.
What up,
Nas, niggas?
Bitch, I'm comin' to see
you sippin' and playin',
to see you sippin' and playin',
I'm comin' to bust your brain.
What up,
Nas, niggas?
Y 'all don't wanna see me with this
Tommy gun.
If I shoot it, y 'all gotta run.
That bulletproof won't stop it, none.
Y 'all don't wanna see me with this
Tommy gun.
If I shoot it, y gotta run.
That bulletproof won't stop it,
If somebody got a problem with me,
come and address it.
If the shoot picture,
then walk in it, I'm talkin' attention.
See I'm from a section where
we kill each other for practice
So I keep your names and an
AK right under my mattress
Don't let the gold and the diamonds fool you
I promise it's nothing for
your family to lose you
I roll with my assholes, my nature niggas
Tread the ball
Look I just got the words from niggas in
Austin
Drop the lasso
We don't need much,
know these niggas
They just dissin' us for publicity
But we gon' get my feet down
When we catch up with them eventually
But if not, nigga,
you was tryin' to get my attention
Now you got it
Now the real gorilla's on the way to you
And I can't do nothin' about it
I got a lot of problems,
but a beef ain't one
Cause I've been known to pay niggas back
what I owed them with my guns
I swear I love my sawed -off and my
Smith &
Wesson
And I always got them with me, bitch,
you better get your weapon
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