Call Of Duty Lyrics

Come with the strap don't you jab at me

Yoppas and choppas I come wit the team

Beaming with lasers not rocks with the dream

Regretted to open the lock with the keys

I come with the choppas you comin with fiends

Lil boy this ain't no game if it is I come with the cane

Lil boy don't play with the gang

I reach in my pocket

You know that I came with the flame

You scrappen up change

Like Obama I pray for ah change

These bullets they fire like you is the range

I'm uppen the choppa like this call of duty

You uppen the groupie you looken real fruity

You is a loss like baki I come for the booty

So many choppas and flames, this call of duty

Bitch I'm out the mud how I rap better then 42 dugg

Bitch I came with the ammo like Rambo unloaden the mag

I be chasen these groupie like we playen tag

Like ah pedo I'm touchen my opps

Just got the Glock with the beam, I point it unload at his team

I need me some fast shit like Jordan I'm showen the fashion

Them bitches hittin yo line they say that I slay

They acten like Tarzan if they want they getten my snake

They getten my snake

So many choppas and flames, this bitch call of duty

I'm from somerset so you know that I'm fly

I'm moven like Nigel I can't even die

I can't even die

Hand me the glock and you know I'ma slide

Hand me the glock and you know we gon' die

All of my homies they know that they gon'ride

Fuck a pistol, we took drakes on the sides

Bitch with bags no fun, no lies

Comin' this beatin', I'm bustin' with rhymes

Comin' this beatin', I look hella fly

I'm in the streets I'm bendin' on the side

I'ma high as fuck, I think I can fly

Talkin' this shit, them Draco's gon' slide

D-L-G, I come up with fire

Do it all day, I do not get tired

Smoke them on gas, sol can get higher

Do it all night, I do it all day

Hit em with drakes, I knew he'd cry He said he bout it, but he just a liar

How do we come through we do it real quick?

How do we come through, we up in the stick?

Jus Know that yo bitch, suckin' my dick

You just sneak dissin just know you ain't sleep

Know that I shoot and them bullets gon' hit

Run up them racks, sol goticy wrist

You just run back as i fuck on they bitch

You just get mad kuz I came with the stick

Just know that I come through and nobody safe Run up them racks and I bought me a rafe

Run up them racks and I need me ah safe

Smokin' that gas I'm sittin' here bae

Don't touch my hood, cause l'm Memphis made