Eye Of The Tiger ft. GNS_Rah Lyrics

When I catch that nigga know it's lit

30 on me pop him like a zit

Keep it tucked yk I got a grip

I could never get beat to my death like Isaac

Niggas get caught with a prop

I catch gabe he better let it flock

Shaking dick where the fuck was your mom

And ya brother got shot and you ain't even pop

Pop out nigga yk where I'm at

Don't forget I'm waiting for that slap

You got pressed, where the fuck was the gat?

"I could never go out" now I'm smoking on Mac

Keep a sitchy I could never lack

Kray was talkin, caught 5 to his back

Said you seen me, I aint let it clap?

Go ask ya dead nigga, where he at

Niggas aint slide when I told them the addy

And that nigga was still tryna rap beef

Aint post the song he got put on a stretcher

It's crazy cuz nigga had blood on his khakis

He claimed she was loyal and that she was happy

I had her bent over callin me her daddy

Tote on Katie, bro toting on jackie

17 shots send him up to his daddy

Eye of the tiger when I come and spin

He wasn't outside nigga know what it is

Got the 30 rip him make him flip

Too many dead niggas in my spliff

Catch lil EJ im dumping the clip

Dump the mag when TJ see the grip

Got the Mac, but the book for his quiz

If he answer it wrong then I dump at his lip

Grrah, grrah,

Like gang gang like

Got the eye of the-

Bitch I started this shit, like,

GNS got her shaking that-

GT buggin itching for a hit

Gdot clicking, pop em like a pimple

Shit aint sweet, put the K to his dimple

Everything dead when I oot out the rental

Said he lookin for who? Better find me

Tryna run up on me that's a homi

Like, GNS, MBM, them niggas lit

Like, why they hating? Them niggas on dick, like

Free all the bro's till that shit don't apply

Try to run up on me you gon die

I come dolie, don't spin, no offense to the guys like

Girl I'm different jus look at my eyes like

Eye of the tiger when I come and spin like

Reverse that V put that K to his-

Grrah, like, put the K to his- (chin)

Gang gang, like,

Shit aint sweet put the K to his dimple

Everything dead when I,

Grrah,

Grrah,

Like,

Like,

Walk down,

Grrah grrah,