Husalah - Project GTA lyrics

Yo dis is beast music for psychos and skitsy n***as Sixty n***as apart of one mob really k**az 26's n***a yes yes Husalah kickin it with ya spend racks b**h and leave six ta give em That mean the b**hes hit em. backstreet crack the strippin Krispy macs is rippin n***as be savvin with em Sav em for last and hit em. k** em! Pump molla**es in em Wrap the plastic, tuck the caskets with em Real smooth like snitches a ask who did em That's where you clap, pimp! don't even slap the n***a F*ck talkin, don't even ask the n***a Come get me I got chops and masks with us F*ck with it man yes, I'm just a cla**ic n***a In a cla**ic caprice, n***as is plastic to me I come through using the bathroom my pee I S H I T. sh** on sukkaz Dump clips on sukkas Get rich like Tito Knock a b**h like Husalah Whippin perrito in a gs regal Sold it to my people For cheap yo Skeet skirt.beep beep bam bam two Caution, warning, man with rolo, ridin around town, poppin n***as like grand theft auto Man Somebody got chopped, somebody got shot Somebody got shot, some body got popped Somebody got popped! b**h! caution warning, young man with rolo Ridin around town poppin n***as like grand theft auto Oh sh**! somebody got pop, somebody got shot Somebody got shot, somebody got shot, some body got pop! You heard that old school song they call computer love n***as on some brand new sh** n***as is computer thugs Takin pictures with chops n***as new da guns What the f*ck you n***as know what I do to you with guns Blow ya face off the side of ya face Ridin on twenty four inch rims n***a pumpin my ba** On the thirty seven highway to getatti Holla at my nig with tha plug on the shotty I'm a catch a body I'm a go over there and shoot somebody Pop him in his chest make him lose his breath Dippin in my buick n***a oh so fresh Listenin to mob music while ya b**h give neck I coke dip and rock Hit the block with chops Make these n***as skeet skat like some coke rock, cruck rock, co*k roach Oh sh** I got caught up in my words I got caught up in these birds These b**h a** n***as get served These b**h a** n***as got nerves to speak the game When these n***as ain't never did a damn thang n***as lose they brain On my part of town And my part of soil Hit ya face with this thang make ya face boil 350 degreez n***a with ease I dip up the block n***as is sleeze They eatin out s*uts. toung kissin the c*nts Doin sh** that gangstas don't do. you should be like husalah And step ya f*ckin game up b**h! Caution warning Man with rolo Running around the town poppin n***as like grand theft auto Man Somebody got pop, some body got shot Somebody got pop, some body got pop, some body got pop b**h! Caution warning young man young man with rolo Ridin around town poppin n***as like grand theft auto Oh sh**! somebody got pop, somebody got shot Somebody got shot, somebody got shot, some body got pop! The moral of the story is You should try to live ya life and stay at home and raise ya kids Cause the majority of the n***as in ya gang a snitch When I pull up with the fifty round clip and leave yo a** stiff But these n***as ain't goin show up to court and testify You know why? Cause I'm so I'll n***as won't test a guy They know hus is dope They know hus is renorming That's retarded retarded n***as dun got me started Up the block I sh**ted on n***as n***as is farted. n***as pooded I come through shoot it All black with the mac with the beam on it Green, not red On the tip of ya face, on yea head...