Hide and Seek Lyrics

What you wan do we could do what you want

What's a fight with a gun in my trunk

Big glah boom what the fuck is you dumb

Call up Bandz cause he good with the pump

Niggas be hiding like we don't be seeking

Thermal scope I could see where he breathing

High tech I could hear when he creeping

Run down gang make the preachers do preaching

Hole in his head put a shell in his noggin

Gun tall, throw bullets like Johnson

Come gimme neck baby gimme the conscience

Cause I don't wanna deal with ya nonsense

We on the opp side gotta move tact

Big ol' drum put a O in ya back

And I got the chop leave his head on his lap

Damn, they gon give Meechie the max

Na i'm playing, this shit cap

Sike i'm lying, this shit facts

Not talking money stop hitting my jack

Heard you dropping my E boy you better not lack

Wanna play hide and seek, I know where they be

There they go hiding behind that tree

And there go brodie right under the V

Caught a shot to the head cause he ain't have the keys

What you wan do we could do what you want

What's a fight with a gun in my trunk

Big glah boom what the fuck is you dumb

Call up Bandz cause he good with the pump

Niggas be hiding like we don't be seeking

Thermal scope I could see where he breathing

High tech I could hear when he creeping

Run down gang make the preachers do preaching

Undefeated, niggas can't beat me

Call me John Cena you bitches can't see me

Cause i'm working the industry need me

Don't give me problems you just gotta please me

Gotta get it my people too needy

Codeine got me speaking so freely

Red bone in my phone call her Tee Tee

Wanna love her but shawty too neaky

Never again will they be saying free me

Made it out I was locked in the cage

Not counting money just counting the days

My mama was hurting I can't see her face

Me and my woadie was racing the jakes

Woke up in the pound ian talking no cake

Working out with the blick I done got me some weight

I'm the best in the E niggas get out the way

What you wan do we could do what you want

What's a fight with a gun in my trunk

Big glah boom what the fuck is you dumb

Call up Bandz cause he good with the pump

Niggas be hiding like we don't be seeking

Thermal scope I could see where he breathing

High tech I could hear when he creeping

Run down gang make the preachers do preaching

Run down gang, preachers do preaching

Run down gang make the preachers do preaching