8ball & Mjg - Don't Make lyrics

Chorus: Don't make,(Don't make) Me k**(Me k**) No muthaf**in' body in hurr,(In hurr) Imma shoot, (Imma shoot) Three shots, (Three shots) Somebody done made me hot,(Me hot) (Say 2 x's) MJG: U got me f**ed up we shoot guns and hit targets, Meat market chop hata's up who start sh**, MJG rippin hoes, and bodyguards, outta line polices, and boys who think they body hard, Cause when the party started I thought we was all chillin, I figured that e'erybody be leavin hurr all livin', U standin to close patna' U askin to much baby, U need to get way from round me before I click on crazy, 8 Ball: Yeah mane, these n***as comin round tawkin bout they hot, but they not, f**in' wit fat boi and MJ, n***a we tha truth halla at a playa mane, Streets or tha booth we poppin at U hata's mane, Soft a** n***as make they chin hit tha flo, Off brand n***as take they cheese and they hoe, Mafio,(Mafio) n***as know,(n***as know) When them real live G'z hit tha doe,(Hit tha doe) Chrous: MJG: I got a 22 not much bigga then my fanga, A winchester pistol grip pump thats a head banga, A 2 shot darenga not lil milla-nana, A big 40 glock jus call me tha gun slanga, Some Ak's spray ta k** the front line, 130 dead from squeezin off 1 time, All U muthaf**in n***as thats yappin that fly lip. Let it rip,don't slip,I'm workin wit 5 clips, 8 Ball: We 50 deep and e'ery n***a wit me got they ice on, Lil n***as that'll break ya face like Roy Jones, Crushin bones, when its on we ain't neva scared, Dem Memphis boi's B so serious when it's bout dat bread, Kidnap family members them n***as don't leave no witness, They all love a gangsta,that sh** B so addictive, When we pull up they know who we R by tha car, We blowin big and U know diddy he gone by the bar, Chrous: MJG: Take ya vest off from blowin yo neck off and eyes out, High speed chase I follow U to yo hideout, Shoot yo f**in' tires out don't try to ride now, What happened to tha base in yo voice U jus' cryin now, Thought U was a man U startin' to look fine now, Tha Grim Reaper been lookin' for U at boi's time now, To blow tha wrong sh** out tha right side of yo head mane, Ain't no way 4 retaliation when U 4 dead mane, 8 Ball: Not a scared mane, We keep it off tha frame, We stayin' away from lames and runnin' tha whole game, I do it like a G, U ain't f**in' wit me, 8 ball MJG, We reppin 4 Tennessee, Where murder and homicide and daily n***as ride, And daily n***as die ain't no need for reason why, It's money and the power, Tha heat they get devoured, For boi's that disrespect wit bullets they get showered, Chrous: (Till song goes off) Gunshots..................