Lyrics
Better bounce now, shit is about to get real, you hear me son
When the smoke cleared niggas was shot, i ve seen a black car with four niggas looking ill on the hill
Call them niggas back, you re exiled
We watched janet play penny on good times, you fucked up and don t know what to do
I don t want to see you no more on the block, they owe some niggas too, i m on the bench with the gatcock sizzling hot
Posting up on me, you hear me son
But we go way back, i always had your back, i m on the bench with the gatcock sizzling hot
i got your back with the mac-mill
I got your back with the mac-mill, they came to kill my dun
enough of that bullshit
Fucking with you i might get my whole shit twisted, getting drunk, i turned up hop
i don t want to see you no more on the block
had too many shots
?pour henny in the raw, shit is real right now son
Know what i m saying, i heard you took that ho to poconos
did many hood crimes
You fucked up, yo yo yo yo poet man yo poet, niggas is dead beacause you fucked up
we lit up the block
Now where the fuck did all that coke go, i m in some shit man
you fucked up
I m in some real live shit right now dun damn, but we go way back
you fucked up