I hear sum Lyrics

Hear them shots outside know it's time to go slide

Gots so many shots don't fuck around with this ride

I been praying to god got murder all on my mind

I done dropped a bitch ain never dropping no dime

Hear them shots outside know it's time to go slide

Gots so many shots don't fuck around with this ride

I been praying to god got murder all on my mind

I done dropped a bitch ain never dropping no dime

Whatever you want you can call my phone

Put a bag on your head if you right or wrong

Call up lil hot he gone get your ass gone

I knew was a bitch I can hear it in your tone

Spend some racks just to get you gone

Fucked that bitch then left her alone

My lil bitch she got her own, been thugging in the 6 in her own zone

Riding around with glocks and all this mother fucking artillery

Thought I heard a nigga say some GLRRD he got swish cheese

Fucking with all these G's And all these crip but we throwing Big B's

Fuck it let's go walk him down SHH keep it in the streets

One thing that I know you ain't gone fuck with me

Pull up hop out the van get to spraying ain't no doubting me

You know I hang with Niggas from the sandbox put they all in me

Tryna see how I'm getting money hold on vibe just watch and see

Hear them shots outside know it's time to go slide

Gots so many shots don't fuck around with this ride

I been praying to god got murder all on my mind

I done dropped a bitch ain never dropping no dime

Hear them shots outside know it's time to go slide

Gots so many shots don't fuck around with this ride

I been praying to god got murder all on my mind

I done dropped a bitch ain never dropping no dime

Had to shoot up the house just to make him come out side

Walk him down hopped in the car put it in drive

Handling business same night ready to go slide

Boy you a bitch I can see the shit in your eyes

Hold on, wait go call the guys

Only shooters slide in my ride

I'm on the East side with G5

We in the Beehive loading Nines

Call up slime he stand on his five

You better be careful don't cross that line

Put that boy on a stretcher now his mama them crying

Tennis chain around my neck wet water shine

Got them youngins in the cut they keep them sticks on them

Fuck it treat them like a nut leave some britches on em

Get the fuck up out my face I hang with Rich homies

Got it out the mud lonely

Know I keep my gun on me

Gun

Hear them shots outside know it's time to go slide

Gots so many shots don't fuck around with this ride

I been praying to god got murder all on my mind

I done dropped a bitch ain never dropping no dime

Hear them shots outside know it's time to go slide

Gots so many shots don't fuck around with this ride

I been praying to god got murder all on my mind

I done dropped a bitch ain never dropping no dime