Fuckin Wit The Wrong Nigga

歌詞

Ha ha, niggas Fucking with the wrong nigga My seductive introduction Be specific, still elusive But exclusives what I give you when I kick it And I'm still lifted Niggas can't get with Mr.Wicked Picture me flipping My adversaries getting the dick swiftly Niggas is swinging wild but they styles miss me You can bring that bitch with your whole click And still get treated shitty Business never personal, I'm up before the sun come up I'm tired Just a ghetto star A drop-top double R is what I'm riding Nigga if you was half the man your bitch was Bring your artillery When you come for me cause we sick thugs No hesitation when I pull and blast Cuz Syke was busting Plus Bo had em ducking screaming get they cash So... So now I got the law on me My phones tapped, so I had to send word through my little homies Tell them niggas just be here when they pull the trigger Shit This is what you get, for fucking with the wrong nigga This is what you get when your Fucking with the wrong nigga Ha ha, yeah nigga Peep Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray And thank the lord for giving me another fruitful day I wanna be a peaceful man, but still When niggas come for me, all I can see is getting em killed For real, it's how I feel Perfect my thoughts flowing on these reels Make my enemies deal with my steel, they caps peel We still cool, but you played yourself Give em the mack and make em spray yourself Hey Falling legends, clutching chrome 3-5-7 Putting two bullets to they dome Wanted to die in heaven While calling shots nobody real as clear its me Ain't trying to help the feds get a case for conspiracy Murder my foes, get disposed of We all homies till the death So my true niggas show me love God forgive me for my lifestyle A negative figure But why they fucking with the wrong nigga? You know, its like ... Why you fucking with the wrong nigga? I was raised by thugs Schooled by killers Learned my mathematic skills from real drug dealers Tried to rise but they tried me I guess they all had to die cause we tried peace I die on these streets Blast till they recognize Still do or die All my niggas getting high watching time fly Best strategize on a way to profit Best organize how you ride so they can't stop it Then keep it popping a lot of busters wanna see me fall I fucked your bitch and now this new shit gon' fade em all My niggas ball, made a call for some backup The little homies and my dogs in a black truck Buck Buck was the sound As they gats burst No need for ambulance Baby bring the black hearse Shoulda never fucked around buster How you figure making moves on the wrong nigga? This what it sounds like Bing, Bing, Bing When you fucking with the wrong nigga Niggas getting hit when they fucking with the wrong nigga Fucking with the wrong nigga