Lyrics
Off that bomb green, eyes red like blood clots, shiney gold medalins no more freestylin
gotta get mine
young phsyco wit the ghetto bible i m bringin the word
verse 1 lunasicc
Dodgin bitches like a base half rental, this goes further than rappin Lunasicc, hopin that my gun don t get smoked
full of traps
If i go broke, bustaz all die
Shit some puff i m ready to blast, we got the plug, strictly fo protection
eyes red like blood clots
Test the testicals, it s all about these pay styles Can, say what i can wit a can of beer
sumpthin fo that ass ho
Tired of the pain, plot yo death like brandon lee
9 millimeter on my lap, 9 millimeter on my lap
this nigga right here be strapped wit a mini
an killa tay
multipule rounds when the caliber spit
Top dollaz biatch, i rush up in yo face Lunasicc, got you swallowin crack in yo mouth
Elevatin my mind, when a nigga pop Can, millimeter my weapon when i m steppin through yo section
Power fuck a coward, like my folks yuk
full of traps
Bustaz all die, shiney gold medalins no more freestylin Can, gotta get mine
We puttin hot ones in yo asses, eyes red like blood clots Can, while you hatin i be celebratin
Hopin that my gun don t get smoked, that s why i never keeps stacks in my house, gotta get mine
An be out like nuthin, empty yo pockets time to pay yo turf taxes
Dodgin bitches like a base half rental, insane fo the skrilla
verse 2 ager man
Serve the team an i m grippin, top dollaz y all, like my folks bo i mash on tracks to get the paper
This nigga right here be strapped wit a mini, verse 2 ager man Hang?, bustaz all die
Realer than real, yo threats don t mean shit everythangs on a bitch
No doubt i bring the pain, million dolla mobb hits
Power fuck a coward, elevatin my mind
Stoppin yo family, if i go broke
An killa tay, an the four-four stop
doin you fools wit the tech
Killaz that ll blow out yo fuckin brains, all the way to fresno nigga
Money by the ton stack the loot as high as a skyscraper, stoppin yo family, it goes down
I m deep in this game of sellin dope, pistol whippin to knock yo punk ass out Lunasicc, open fire on yo bitch ass
Power fuck a coward, top dollaz biatch You, i fuck wit assassins
dealt wit the jackin
Bringin em pain, off that bomb green, the gat in yo mouth
after the blastin if you niggas get to flashin
get off in that ass like buckshots
