Yeah you stand the third house
Right beside the one with the gate
(??)
I’m gonna walk over there and knock on his door
(??)
*knock*
Nigga this is the heaven party
Nigga we got your tests back
You partyin’ hoe
Chorus x8
Walk up to your house
Knock on your door
And blow your ass off
(Juicy J)
Late last night lyin’ in the bed
Eyes red
Thinkin’ should I get these hoes
Thinkin’ should get these hoes
Thinkin’ should I but they head
Should a nigga plan a hit
Or grab my pistol grip and take care my business
Cause they don’t know who they fuckin’ with
Call my nigga Project Pat cause I know he got my back
Fruck writin’ rhymes
This is real shit not a track
Camouflage in the dark for the ones who act hard
The devil on my left side
The other side I’m God
Why do niggas talk shit
Never tryin’ to stick together
Murder in the city streets
Make you fools feel better
So I just walk in a pace
Thinkin’ of a case to get a bitch erased
Chrome to your fuckin’ face
This an’t no game nigga
My finger is on the trigger
Your time is runnin’ out
My conscious say I gotta get em’
Is there a way that a nigga can escapre from hell
I fuck em’ up with the mosberg buckshell
Bitch
Chorus x4
(Gangsta Boo)
Once I step up to your door
I’m lettin’ all you bitches know
Point blank range to your skull
No love in me hoe
Once I get that shit
That plan in my head is to get richer
Sittin’ back countin’ motzerella cheese
That’s the picture
What’s up, do you wanna come
And compete against this lady
This lady stayin’ scandelous
I’m talkin’ bout’ crazy
Comin’ like the NAZI
Kickin’ in the doors for your shit
Never ever hesitate
Stay about my profits bitch
I don’t give a fuck about
What you sayin’ the police know
They don’t really know me
All them folk is Jane Doe
Comin’ to your soon
So beware of this gangsta shit
Enough has been said
Got you scared so I’m endin’ this
(Koopsta Knicca)
See I done built me a two story house up on a rock
I done slept in the dark
And my clothes since a clock get my pocket full nalvy