And This Just The Intro Lyrics

If a nigga killia ' ain't dead, why you screamin' rest in peace

If a nigga slide on gang, then we back out in them streets

If a nigga say that he bang, that's some shit I gotta see

I got a choppa, let it bang, if they try fuckin' with me

Yeah, we pissin' on his grave, leavin' faces on the tee

All this money can't make me change, cause I'm really true to me

Yeah, my shawty, I know her name, yeah, she rockin' witha king

Yeah, I'm aimin' for your head, if they fuckin' with the queen

Man, that's all facts, no cap, ain't paranoid with that strap

We stampin' names on them tombs, we hit you once and that's a wrap

Yellow tape, that's all we see, murder scene, that's first degree

Yeah, fuck twelve who catchin' me when they find out I'm overseas

Man, we spinnin' back at least one time, tryna kill your entourage

Ain't no witnesses in this murder scene, they hid like camouflage

I'ma open your bitch legs and I'ma park in her garage

Man, I'm true to this, you new to this, that's makin' you a fraud

All these killers, what's your move? We teach a lesson like it's school

Bitch, don't play me for no fool, now you left floatin' in that pool

That shit ain't sweet, you still gon' lose, I'm like Joe Ball, breakin' these rules

Man, fuck your two cent' n yo. views, locked in that cell, singin' them blues

All these names, who I'm gon' choose, who did me worse, are really my views

We burnin' bridges like they Jews, man, y'all can't win if I don't lose

Y'all know Xclusive been' that dude, I'm still that nigga pushin' them pounds

Fuck that noise, I don't hear sounds, servin' fiends, makin' them proud

Smokin' on your last tape, who thought your shit could get worse

Do shawty bad one time, then I'ma put your bitch first

Pokin' at her back with this dick, I made her hips worse

Put bread in her hand, cause you know she have to see a nurse

I really been that nigga, and I'm only gettin' bigga

Like a white man with that trigga, it ain't hard for me to hit ya

With this beam, how could I miss ya

Rollin' up, fuck your swisher, that's your bitch, you better come get her

Cause she fuckin' with a real nigga, yeah

Deep down her throat, I'm guaranteed to make her choke

She ain't comin' back and you know cause your ass lame and yo ass broke

You lost your bitch and now your bro, man, it's all facts, fuck them jokes

Who you talkin' to when you lone? Cause your bitch brother, he gone