Lyrics : Shamon Mitchem
Music : Shamon Mitchem
(VVS Melody)
(Aria made this)
We tote them Choppas like they I.Ds
Bullets go cray and bust yo vein
We call it I.V
He ain't get hit yet ain't no pressure
It's a time thing
Don't purchase weapons if we want it
Then it's fine free
Watch out wit it that's time free
I talk my shit baby don't mind me
This Glock hold 30 dumping this
But they won't find these
That iron'll bust a nigga shit
And make his mind bleed
And I can't switch I plead the fifth
They ever find me
It's **** that bitch he shouldn't have tried me
Ooh start it with them sticks be the move
Sliding for my crows locked in the zoo
Don't know what to do
(Boom boom)
Send this out for you
I know how it feel to lose your heart
Lil baby I think I need two
Emotions tend to change and be confused
Heart been through the wars turning black
Now I'mma paint it blue
Play the part and paint what side you choose
I been hearing life for dirty games
So you gotta play the rules
Hit his ass
We get the location
We gon get the man like beaucoup fast
Catch us and he back up
Say we fiend the bag say **** the bag
We walk him down face to face
Without a mask I'm on his ass
Bullets back and forth so I'm like playing tag
I need it
Hurt too many times I lost my mind
My body weakening
Can't get close don't try
My own blood stake me without reason
Bitch don't lose your vibe
But get beside We get to tweakin (ho)
Dope get in my body
Leave a **** boy on the cement
Lost my brother to the streets
That shit get deep oh yeah I know
But I stay clutching on my heat
That bitch on me refuse to go
Gotta keep that Glock
Bitch it's O.V. word to that three
Can't let him blow
Gotta watch that opp he walk the streets
Heart skip a beat before he know
I been through them trenches
I refuse to let it go
Gotta ditch the car 'bout every week
We spent the block like we spent four
Gotta ditch the Glock clip in the sea somewhere
It's floating we don't know
Gotta watch your back in my city
Ain't no warm hearts this shit get cold
(Ooh ooh ay) (ay)
(Ooh ooh ay-ay) oh-oh-oh
(ooh ooh) ay-(ay) ay
(Oooh) (ooh)
We tote them Choppas like they I.Ds
Bullets go cray and bust yo vein
We call it I.V
He ain't get hit yet ain't no pressure
It's a time thing
Don't purchase weapons if we want it
Then it's fine free
Watch out wit it that's time free
I talk my shit baby don't mind me
This Glock hold 30 dumping this
But they won't find these
That iron'll bust a nigga shit
And make his mind bleed
And I can't switch I plead the fifth
They ever find me
It's **** that bitch he shouldn't have tried me
Ooh start it with them sticks be the move
Sliding for my crows locked in the zoo
Don't know what to do
(Boom boom)
Send this out for you
I know how it feel to lose your heart
Lil baby I think I need two
Emotions tend to change and be confused
Heart been through the wars turning black
Now I'mma paint it blue
Play the part and paint what side you choose
I been hearing life for dirty games
So you gotta play the rules
(Dirty games)