Oh No - Chopped & Screwed

Cheer I play the b******t from the backseat champ

Yea I'm in the backseat still got the seat back

Feet back stay from where the fake be at

nxxa snitch for the shine where the patience at

nxxa make his own brother face his back

Give love and take it back

Good grief man this world is quite heavy on my aching back

Cops killing for crxck you know the story snakes eat rats

Face the facts you can't change him

Can't shxxt it if you can't aim it

Can't miss him if he kill you

Then you can't blame him

That's just how the dice roll

When you can't fade him

Get too deep up in that water

And they can't save ya

Me I come out of that water

Like I was just bathing

And watch my step on a wet pavement

Yea I'm from the hood

So I rep 'em where I can't take 'em

Holly grove holly grove was his last statement

So nxxa get that look off your face

And recognize you got a crook in the place

They call me W E E crooked letter Y I'm so high

I skxxt skxxt in any nxxa dime like she's mine

Street swxxper in the back of the hatch make me pop the latch

Leave you bloody with the cops to match

Bulxet hxles in ya from the chxpper blast

Like ha ha

That's bulxet hxles in your sneakers got you hoppin' back

It all stop when they hit you in ya top and back

No cocking back

Silly mxxtherfxxker you ain't heard bout this

The clip sink down to the **

That's a automatic shxtty from a drum they call txxmmy

Guaranteed to get you bxtches from by me

When I hit every piece of ya physical body he leakin

Mortimer is no longer leapin' he sleepin

While you pxssy nxxas is sleepin' he thinkin

Deep in thought the boy ain't even linkin

Bob Marley got me stinkin

Stackin figures I'm standin' firm life's a slinky

Pipes is filled with crxck cxcaine

And the dxpe go inside of the veins

From where I came

Though I bear a name only one call live with

Coach they won't knock me off my pivot forget it

I'm sicker with it

Pick a city buy a condo find a fine hoe

Let some time go chill

What you know about a bongo

Having her mind goover a convo about dough nothing

Man the four wheelers look so good on the sand

Tee or tanktop pocket fan

Pocket knife no handgun in sight

Just that rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat boom

Ha ha tonight I might just boost my feature price

'Cuz to each its own and the lights is bright

And I'm feelin' like mike at a Tyson fight

I'm from Cita house big momma's house

She told me to shxxt ya right after I knock ya xut

And he ain't gettin' up after them shots

If you hit him in the right spot

Hold up the beat might drop