Before I Sin Lyrics

Why you niggas really talk about it if you know you ain't gone spin

Imma send his ass to god if I catch his ass again

I picked wrong, I want the friend

Maybe blood but we not kin

Why you niggas really talk about it if you know you ain't gone spin

Imma send his ass to god if I catch his ass again

I picked wrong, I want the friend

Maybe blood but we not kin

Pray to god before I sin

Before the night come imma spin

Check the door; we ain't gone open up unless we got our pole

Come here bitch, let me get inside

Bitch let me get yo throat

Come here nigga, you know you can't hide

Ain't nowhere we can't go

Jumpout gang, that boy there think he timmy trynna up a score

He say there and we gone blow

Got plenty money but I want more

Imma head hunter, head honcho

Yaa I keep it on me; yaa I can't go

Steady road running with the same folks

I won't never change; never change bro

I won't never change, never change bro

Why you niggas really talk about it if you know you ain't gone spin

Imma send his ass to god if I catch his ass again

I picked wrong, I want the friend

Maybe blood but we not kin

Why you niggas really talk about it if you know you ain't gone spin

Imma send his ass to god if I catch his ass again

I picked wrong, I want the friend

Maybe blood but we not kin

Pray to god before I sin

Before the night come imma spin

Know some niggas down to ride

Know some niggas down to blow

We got blickys in this bitch and we got choppas in this hoe

She told me finish on ha face

Well bitch I finished in ha throat

She told me finish on ha face

Well bitch I finished in ha throat

All my niggas trained to go

All my niggas trained to blow

Call me KFC how I'm serving bowls

I ain't gotta show it, boy yo blick for show

Popping big shit, big shit fashoo

Keep that shit federal, you'll never know

Why you niggas really talk about it if you know you ain't gone spin

Imma send his ass to god if I catch his ass again

I picked wrong, I want the friend

Maybe blood but we not kin

Why you niggas really talk about it if you know you ain't gone spin

Imma send his ass to god if I catch his ass again

I picked wrong, I want the friend

Maybe blood but we not kin

Pray to god before I sin

Before the night come imma spin