Knock off they head ft. M.D.B Lyrics

Yeah, let me talk to em, nigga

T-MoneyMann, I'ma give it to him, let's go

They keep testing this shit, they ain't stopping shit

You can be what you want, you ain't bulletproof

And my bitch like to drink, so I'm drinking too

When she pour her a shot, I'ma pour up too I like getting high, rolling a bamboo

Shit, we ride with them K's, we a clan too

Why you pop out with her, she ain't nothing new

Why you ain't never step, you had the chance to

M, I'm pulling these fuck niggas cards and I'm tapping his chin

If this nigga act hard

Doing backflips and shit, we was in Grandma yard

M, he talk like a bitch, gangsta shit, he ain't on

Where you going when them shots get to rolling

It's chasing you down till your bitch ass gon' fall on the floor

When I tell you this gangsta shit real, and my gun in your grill

I'ma send your bitch ass to the lord

Why they watching so much what I do

Cause I live what I rap and I'm speaking the truth

Why they put my ass back in the booth

Cause I live what I rap and I'm speaking the truth

Why I make my bitch ride in the coupe

Why I make my bitch do what I want her to do

Why they tell me I'm sick, I'm the shit, got the flu

They ain't tell him that bullets will hit his ass (Phew)

They ain't tell him that Harley would nuke his ass

So we talk about the elephant in the room

He claiming that he's sending shots, I send em too

I need to hop up on ah yacht, ocean view

Them niggas know I got the sauce and the juice

I love it when she eat the dick it make her puke

I love it when my weed sticky, and it booth

I love to smoke like a chimney, fuck a roof

Them bitches know I been a dog, I do it rough

I treat the mic like the exhaust, it's burning up

I'm feeling like I'm the exhaust, I'm burning up

I'm counting up all of this money, no paper cuts

I'm in the gym, I be with Harley, she pull me up

I told them hoes you drinking Casa, so pour me up

I told them hoes I'm handy-mandy, my toolie tuck

I told his ass stop acting savage, for Harley bust

I told his ass she hitting harder than uppercuts

I told his ass that she don't know where her father was

I don't care who you with, I'ma hit you and you

Where that chopper at M man dat bitch go Cadouche

I'm the hardest young n***a, I'm speaking the truth

We banana our clips, we belong in the zoo

M I'm back in the stu and I get high as wiz

And I'm touching the roof, you don't gotta ride with me Just say who to shoot

Got a chopper riding with me

Bitch, I'm looking for your crew, said you gon' die for me

Gotta show me some proof

Ma I'm lunching and shit

I be high as a bitch for a n***a, take me

I'ma empty my clip, know I'm standing on business

You know what it is, think you tough

Till them bullets come eat up your ribs

Think you tough till them gunnas outside of your crib

Have you hit up cause some shit that your brova did

M I'm standing on law, I don't talk to the pig

I be tripping and shit, thinking bout how to knock off they head

They keep testing this shit, they ain't stopping shit

You can be what you want, you ain't bulletproof

And my bitch like to drink, so I'm drinking too

When she pour her a shot, I'ma pour up too

I like getting high, rolling a bamboo

Shit, we ride with them K's, we a clan too

Why you pop out with her, she ain't nothing new

Why you ain't never step, you had the chance to

M I'm pulling these fuck n****s cards

And I'm tapping his chin, if this n***a act hard

Doing backflips and shit, we was in grandma yard

M he talk like a bitch, gangsta shit, he ain't on

Where you going when them shots get to rolling

It's chasing you down till your bitch ass gon' fall on the floor

When I tell you this gangsta shit real and

My gun in your grill, I'ma send your bitch ass to the lord

Why they watching so much what I do

Cause I live what rap and I'm speaking the truth