Cory Gunz - Baraka lyrics

Militia don't play, make a b**h Bend down, obey Walking 'bout with that tre-8 and that yapper Razor blade in my hand, b**h, Baraka Wasn't even a teenager, I think Uncle's thievin' those keys like Tom Hanks Grandma said my b**h poisoning me bu*ter scotch in that twat that p**y so sweet I ain't stuntin not one of these f** n***as Talking all loud, why don't you go get it? p**y n***a, this Activist got me activated And the p**y n***a you acting like got me aggravated When I was bored we played the game, I point them out, we f** you up Strip you down and stomp you out, MTM, heavy b, MMG I'mma get icy and ball on n***as, MSG Walk around with that tre-8 and that yapper sponsored links Walk around with that tre-8 and that yapper Walk around with that tre-8 and that yapper Razor blade in my hand, b**h, Baraka Walk around with that tre-8 and that yapper Walk around with that tre-8 and that yapper Walk around with that tre-8 and that yapper Razor blade in my hand, b**h, Baraka You know how I do, foreign b**h, smoking weed to my groove Fat a** on my lap, hand on my strap f** around, they gonna f** around, and get clapped What's a bed? I'm only fond of that bread No, I don't know her name but I know that head No, I don't know that lean, you don't know that sled No, you don't know my name, if so, your a** dead Had a girl and she didn't answer her phone She had a man then she came, and he wasn't home OG and codeine got me in my zone When you talking to a G watch your tone n***a, I'm walking around with that tray and that yapper Walk around with that tre-8 and that yapper Walk around with that tre-8 and that yapper Razor blade in my hand, b**h, Baraka Walk around with that tray and that yapper Walk around with that tre-8 and that yapper Walk around with that tre-8 and that yapper Razor blade in my hand, b**h, Baraka