MJ ft. Hakai Lingo & LaFee Lyrics

Mama, Zachary makin' beats again

Pull up on your block, leave it bleedin'

We'll shoot a fuck nigga for no reason

All my niggas got the tools, ain't a secret

Michael Jackson with the tools, make him beat it

Pull up on your block, leave it bleedin'

We'll shoot a fuck nigga for no reason

All my niggas got the tools, ain't a secret

Michael Jackson with the tools, make them beat it

Pull up on your block, leave it bleedin'

We'll shoot a fuck nigga for no reason

All my niggas got the tools, ain't a secret

Michael Jackson with the tools, make him beat it

I told you rappers was once before, you niggas cannot keep up

They had feelings about me well pussy nigga speak up

If there's an issue, drop your location, bitch, we can meet up

My hittas stay with the missiles, you would think we from korea

Pop your head and make a mess, told your homeboy to clean up

They like, who this nigga rappin'? They don't know that I be teed up

I'm like, don't get it twisted, it's that nigga two times

With that nigga, he cold with it. I'm bout to go turn the heat up

I'm in a foriegn goin' 90, My broskii told me speed up

That poll stay on me, bitch, I recommend you not speak up

Pistol always hot, but this bitch can make any nigga freeze up

She on her knees like a dog with a mouth open

I whip my dick out and tell her to eat up

I like them nasty, Yeah, I love them divas

I swear, they love to run and mob, but when I come around

them niggas runnin' faster than Cheetahs

Bitch, you don't want it, choppa hold the smoke to Wiz Khalifa

I had to stole him, check the price, like I just swiped a visa

That ware with me is suicide

Please, do not take it there

These niggas pussy ass is a bitch, but we ain't never scared

We left three opps in the brill, we got them four nics in hear

Yeah, we can take a there, yeah, it's gon' be a homicide

Them bullets flying, Don't do no faking with this Taurus 9

These niggas snatchin', let's go rock out on the opps side

But when we pop out on they block, niggas don't be outside

When bros say fucking niggas ducking, then he never lie

Bitch this the bool, this ain't the park, we take no fucking ties

And niggas Say'd its smoke with me then tell them niggas slide

I'm always posted on my block, lil' bitch, I never hide

He talking brazy on his net, that's how his nigga died

Yeah, he talking brazy on his net, that's how his nigga died, bitch

Hold on, you know I keep a pipe

Duke say I ain't living right

Let niggas speak on Polo Grave, we spinning every night

I'm feeling nice, I get you gone you be gone by tonight

And bitch its D.I.P. to quad, I'm dripping on the flight

These niggas tripping, I can't take it light

Apply that pressure up, that bitch and kiss his ass goodnight

Yeah, I'm going pop shit on that opp shit

Yeah, it's on sight, this mop stick, yeah, it's a high glick

Nah, I ain't trying to fight, bitch

Why you out here woofing when you know I'm with these shits

I might walk you down just for posting at the 6

Niggas steady flashing, yeah, that fuck nigga a lick

And I don't understand why niggas beefing over a bitch

Yeah, he a lick

Niggas having pressure by the bitch

Yeah, that fuck nigga a lick

Yeah, he having pressure by the bitch