Death Sentence! Lyrics

Bitch

Catch a nigga after school, we gon' flip the bus

We treat new opps just like new pack, yea they get twisted up

You'll think I balanced out all your chakras, this light finna come lift you up

I'm sippin' death, no you can't sip what's in my cup

G-Boog don't represent that shit, nigga, cause bad drugs ain't for us

I roll up dead, guys, I'll turn you into dust

Cocaine and the reefer, got it smoked all in my lungs

Me and the gang pour dirty-ass sodas just for fun

Me and the gang do whatever the fuck we please when we want

These niggas don't like me

And that shit cool, that shit excite me

Any nigga who don't like me don't even know me I tell him bite me

No he wont fight me

Fuck around bite his ear off do a nigga like Mike T

If its cash over there, I'ma go get it, don't matter if I got a jump like Mikey

I'ma still be doing the same thing fuck the feds if they try to indict me

I can't have a bitch cause if she try leaving this shit, I'ma do her Ike be

Nigga talk about it's on sight b

You the heartbreak kid, I might be

Yeah, I brag different

Me and the gang got cash, about that cash we'll get on your ass

And we gon' clash about that bag, nigga

Leave a nigga toe tagged, nigga

You a rat better off in the grass, nigga

No cap if you hating, you mad, nigga

Dump 30 then reload the mag, nigga

I don't get no fuck

Even my mama know I don't get no fuck

You claiming war, we loading mags and we getting suited up

Fuck it, I pop two X and I get booted up

No cap, I been did the shit these niggas taking

Now talking about they zooted up

I ain't got no cap up in my song

I might hit the bitch then leave her alone

Talking about he want five for a bow

He gon' drop the lo and we gon' show up five poles at his door

Lord said they found hella holes in his skull

His soul went to the heavens, but I brought that bitch down to the floor

Took his soul, the Lord said, where the fuck he go

Got a heart that's made of gold, but sometimes empty

Half and half, I don't really know

What the fuck you supposed to do when you feeling sad or you feeling low

Smoke gas right out the pound or you might pop pills till you overdose

Yo demons in, I see yo demons in, cause you let them close

Let me lay in a all black casket, leave me alone, but leave me a rose

Bitch, yeah

And it's no pen, no pad 2

You know what I'm saying, I'm addin shit up no calculator

I get more green than an alligator

You sitting on your ass, you a couch potato nigga

Yeah