b**h a** n***a, yo it's time to pull the trigga
I might be small, but f** with bein bigga
n***as wanna throw with that bullsh** but step aside
Pull out the four-five, and k** him motherf**in dead
Pump his a** with lead
Never fakin moves, motherf**er run the j**els
Buckwild, blowin n***as out the frame
Matter fact, don't call me shorty, kid you know my name
So next time, you see me, you better duck me
Cause I don't give a f** G
Catch wreck with the tec then I'm out like quick s**
Who's next, b**h a** n***a?
b**h a** n***a - nah you don't want none (4X)
Kick it when I'm wicked and all smoked out
The little n***a that gets on your nerves so read about
You say yo shorty trauma, what's all the drama?
I shoot em up like their last name was Farmer
Shorty got the d**h wish, I wish to die
But when I try, it just goes by
You couldn't k** me because I can't k** myself
And if I got beef then I got it for self
And if I catch a body, I catch it for self
To me, murder is good for the health
Little man paranoid, Mr. Schizophrenic
Thirty-five n***as wanna funk, don't panic
Just shoot a head up, or take your beatin like a man
Or pull a burner if you want a longer lifespan
That's how I see it if I gotta die so be it
But maybe one day, my luck'll run out though
Until then, I couldn't give a fu*k yo
Little shorty one time, I'm goin all out for mines
Cause there won't be a next time
So what you wanna do punk, back up a little
Gimme some space, I'm hittin hearts, street sweeper
A little crazed n***a from the streets
Raised in the ghetto, I'm puttin out heads yo
I'm open, time to catch wreck, put em in check
Snap his neck, grab his loot then jet
Who's next to be a victim - easily ripped up
Get ready to run when I ripped em
Drop to the floor, feel the wrath of the drug war
Call me a thug who gets buck when I want more
Maniac react with a tec 9
Hit me up now cause there won't be a next time
Nah you don't want none
b**h a** n***a - nah you don't want none (6X)
Who's that n***a standin with the j**els?
Throw on my hood, co*k back the tool
Just to get a rep, yea you god damn right
Just lick lick shots cause I don't f** with fights
Back on the ave, and five-oh arrive
Chalk on the ground where the motherf**er died
n***as know who did it but ain't nobody snitchin
No word of to myself, if they do, I'm flippin the script
Settin it off, yo, put em in a dopefiend
And cut em up like protein
The Lord of criminal juvenile crimes committed
Set it some b**h-a** n***a, I'm widdit
You couldn't f** with the sk**s of the five foot
And all it takes is a set to get your crew shook
You're f**ed up, kid your rap styles s**s
I'm bustin n***as, like my first nut
Should I pull the trigga
Huh, no question
b**h a** n***a - nah you don't want none (9X)