Hatz ft. KillaKam Lyrics

Un Yup

BigDuke

Long Live Lil T bitch

Aye

Nigga you was fuck rats

I was fucking up the trap

Nigga where yo ass was at when I was tryna catch a hat

You ain't never drove a cat

With a choppa in the back

Bitch suck the dick with lil stick

I think it's matte black

Tryna see the way it move only if her ass fat

If a nigga get to shooting I be quick to clap back

Fucked around and made a dub with my nigga fat racks

Got the glizzy in the club you'll get yo hat tapped

Made him put his hands up but I ain't never did a show

You can ask my old opps

I ain't never been a hoe

If a nigga catch you slipping better hope it's lil bro

Cause we the type to overkill a pussy nigga that's fasho

I be with my lil nigga he a hot head

Say he sliding on the opps till they drop dead

He tryna hit a nigga top with some hot lead

And I'll pop a nigga top I don't pop meds

No I don't pop no pills nigga I'll get you killed quick

Used to take and rob niggas we ain't never steal shit

How you say you in the trap and never seen a real brick

Nigga and this shit flew in we taking real risk nigga

And I'm the

Biggest opp in the city

And I ain't ducking shit you better try yo best to come get me

This Draco hold like 60 plus I got a switch on this 50

He tried to run we tripped him

Creeped around his block and we blicked em

The last opp we missed him take this as a threat we gone get you

I ain't sparing shit I really hope yo niggas is with you

Too many glocks to pick thru

Too many opps to put the switch to

I'm tryna get you

Too many blocks that we can spend thru

Got damn man I love them gun sounds

Everytime the guys score I be screaming touchdown

Real bitch snatched you niggas scared to bring y'all hoe around

All I did was crack a smile and her panties coming down

And watch him fall on the ground

I can tell them bitches hurt how he was squirming around

This that ABM shit that get you touched from out of town

This that jackboy shit that shit ah get you laid down nigga

Aye this that Bandsfield shit aye

That real brick talk

That gun club shit aye

That real stick talk

The type to pull up in yo hood and leave the white chalk

The type to kick a nigga doe and turn they lights off