CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Boof Pack 3
Aight, I'm tired of these n***as always talkin' down on us (Okay)
Drag they dead bodies with a tow truck
Aight, I'm tired of these b*t*hes, in the crib, tryna f**k (Wassup)
Back then, they was never ever lovin' us
Until the drop top down, pull up to your town
With a big ass stick, and a big ass handle
I'll lay 'em to the ground, dawg
Never be found, dawg
Pocket knife, whip out, wardog, stick out
Ours cut livers (b*t*h)
Leak out liquors (b*t*h)
Drop on a witness, we don't take no pictures (Yeah)
My young bulls flippers, lead them like Attila (Yeah)
You ain't already down, we don't f**k with you n***as (No)
Ran up, make your boy fold (n***a man up)
Ran down, uppin' that pole (n***a man up)
Fire if it ain't sh*t to let it go (n***a man up)
Fire if it ain't sh*t to let it go (n***a man up)
Scrape the pot, whip it with the butter knife (Work)
Stab n***as up, with my other knife (b*t*h)
My n***as comin' home from West State bids
Heard you got them bricks, duct taped to kids (Gimme that)
Run around pu**y, with your head chopped off (Blaow)
f**k around n***a, get your head shot off (Rrah)
Heard you rat a n***a when the feds got y'all (Rat)
Pull up, in a Rari, color red hot sauce (Skrr)
Say hello, to my little friend hoe (Rrah)
Draco b*t*h, with the extendo (Rrah)
Fake ass n***a, what set you claiming? (f**k outta here)
pu**y ass n***a, had to pay his way in (Mula)
Drag they dead bodies with a tow truck
Aight, I'm tired of these b*t*hes, in the crib, tryna f**k (Wassup)
Back then, they was never ever lovin' us
Until the drop top down, pull up to your town
With a big ass stick, and a big ass handle
I'll lay 'em to the ground, dawg
Never be found, dawg
Pocket knife, whip out, wardog, stick out
Ours cut livers (b*t*h)
Leak out liquors (b*t*h)
Drop on a witness, we don't take no pictures (Yeah)
My young bulls flippers, lead them like Attila (Yeah)
You ain't already down, we don't f**k with you n***as (No)
Ran up, make your boy fold (n***a man up)
Ran down, uppin' that pole (n***a man up)
Fire if it ain't sh*t to let it go (n***a man up)
Fire if it ain't sh*t to let it go (n***a man up)
Scrape the pot, whip it with the butter knife (Work)
Stab n***as up, with my other knife (b*t*h)
My n***as comin' home from West State bids
Heard you got them bricks, duct taped to kids (Gimme that)
Run around pu**y, with your head chopped off (Blaow)
f**k around n***a, get your head shot off (Rrah)
Heard you rat a n***a when the feds got y'all (Rat)
Pull up, in a Rari, color red hot sauce (Skrr)
Say hello, to my little friend hoe (Rrah)
Draco b*t*h, with the extendo (Rrah)
Fake ass n***a, what set you claiming? (f**k outta here)
pu**y ass n***a, had to pay his way in (Mula)
