[Featuring Drag On] [Loon] Yo what would make a scared man pull a trigga The same thing that's make a scared man act bigga The same thing that'd make me grab my tec and empty quicker Adrenaline rush On the hush You'd die fuckin wit us Vacant lot is my home and the team that I trust So dont talk about them things if yo things dont bust I knew a guy like you his name was Phillepe Had me on 3 way With the D.A. Tryin to find out where we stay So on my 24th b-day I'm locked up in V.A. He dont know my guns turn commotion To slow motion Then from slow motion To no motion Run up in the place he hip-hoppin Spit shots in Clip droppin If I get caught, get Cochran And give Pedro, my pesos So he dont snitch while i lay low For 'bout a week or 2 Come back like peek-a-boo You see me I see you And if you talk, you'll be in ICU [Cardan] Yo I know you know a lot of brothas that's sheisty, Like I know a hundred brothas that's real, But I think it's time you know how we chill. Chorus: I'd been a hundred places, and nothin excites me, Hit an hundred ho's and none of them wifey. For every thousand that love me, A hundred dont like me, So how you wit a hundred cats, and none of the sheisty? [Drag-On] We the niggas wit the homicides That's got the niggas the most dramatized On how actually sat there and watched they mama die But dont worry about it, you second Wish I could get her first Cuz she's the one who gave birth, And we can't have no-more dirt in the earth I hate to be the last nigga to turn off your lights But I'm usin a switch, and throw you in a ditch Ya body don't fit, cuz niggas could still see ya dicks So ya really wanna take that risk Then un-ball ya fists Cuz i'm always a step ahead of ya'll You ball ya fists, I cock back Take this nigga I got that And that's what it's gonna mop at This gun is from a foreign land I don't know why i got it in my hand And I'm gonna get off every penny I dont care if its automatic or semi If I payed 300 flat That means I'm gonna send a hundred cats back With 300 attack But it dont hafta be an attack I'm gonna get the gas, and get em all in 1 house, and run out And sprinkle some on the grass, and spit on it And come back to a pile of ash Chorus [Meeno] Yo, yo, yo, a hundred sheisty a hundred quicker We strap up inside the 18-wheeler A drug dealer, with cold cash, but so as To get a stash would be no task With no mask, love to get you hot and blast, than fast My infared beam is on ya ass My team is on ya ass Plottin schemin on ya ass That bitch you came wit stayed scremin on that ass For 3 and a ass Cuz nigga we love the cash Harlem World niggas got g's in the stash No questions asked, time to tell Heaven or hell You dont wanna be the nigga who be catchin the shell Meeno, and I be the team to prevail So when you pray, tell Jesus how you wanna be held MuthaFucka!!!! Rock-a-bye baby [repeated til end] Chorus til fade
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