Hook: Tommy Wright III
Gunshots, gunshots
That's all I'm hearin' is them
Gunshots, gunshots
Them n***as runnin' from them
Gunshots, gunshots
Can't go to sleep cause I hear
Gunshots, gunshots
Twenty four seven I hear
[Blik, black, blucka]
n***a back the f** up
(4x)
[PSK-13]
I break bread, and lay my head in Southside hi-zaw
Where dice games have these n***as offside shootin'
If these shoot motors could talk, sh** they'll charge ya for game
And hustle hatas only out to slaughter ya name
PSK that ain't the factor in it, and we don't act up
Blick, black, bluck n***a back the f** up
Hatin' n***as gettin' dealt wit, on some cap peel sh**
Bluesteel snubnose what I k** wid
You know I, hold down blocks like a C-O
Roll down blocks like a G-O
n***a what the deal, original, down south hustla
I'm still out here hustlin'
That plaque ain't nuthin' playboy
I strictly do business by the code ah these streets
When n***as violate that same n***a see the sheets
It's hell to pay the captain, and I mean that sh** partna
And you can tell by the way I'm wettin' it, gunshots
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[K-Roc]
How many motherf**in' n***as out there done, heard ah K-Roc
You f**in' wid a Street Smart connection now, b**h I'm on yo block
Where them n***as at, hangin' out the window
Get 'em, hit 'em, split 'em, *drrrr,drrrr*
Pull up on the side ah the car
n***a done come wid a big a** pistol
b**h, b**h.. raise them motherf**in' hands like FAST!
sh**, sh**.. this Street Smart click WHOOO!
When a n***a wettin' come get me T
I'll show these n***as what's up wid me
Lock and load, put 'em in the test mode
You motherf**in' hoe, oh noooo!
[Tommy III]
I lay my head in Memphis, where they be k**in' drug dealin'
n***as get shot out chillin',takin' up smoke just to cope
Wid the fact that a n***a can't survive if he don't got a gat
Leave a n***a n***a flat on his back it's us
Thirteen to the third power, SPC and Street Smart's in this thugs
In my veins, it's cold water
If ain't murder, it's manslaughter
Steppin' out the door all a n***a finna hear is gunshots
The time on earth gettin' shorter
co*k it back and bust get buck
I can't come out without it
In the South yo mouth can get you k**ed
A-Town, M-Town let me hear you shout it, what?
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[Kid]
Runnin' young hog n***a, you catch me buckin' n***a
Screamin' ain't sayin' nuthin' they really ain't weighin' nuthin'
Don't let me take my shirt off, pull my pants up
No fake a** n***a, ain't tryna throw no hands up
Woodrunnaz is in me n***a, got me f**ed up
I smoke a sherm wid my weed n***a, n***a back the f** up!
Get it, got it baby you gotta get it good
We gon' blicka, blacka, blucka
Blicka, blacka good
[Indo-G]
This is what they told me
Turn around, stick 'em up, put ya f**in' hands up
We in here, where's the f**in' cheese bro
Optimo, plenty hoes I hustle for a livin' n***a
True to what I say, ev'ryday, X'd out
Sippin' tough-enex, break a n***a neck if he violate
Hit the green, Remy Martin make my pupils dialate
I don't give a f** about these n***as and they hoe a** ways
Slap 'em wid the yawk, n***a step before I spray the K
Break 'em off wid a rat-tat-tarry yo red rum and a motherf**in' alley
Where I be, naw I ain't shootin' in the air
I'ma plug a slug in ya a** and n***a duck and run
Call the cops, call ya boy, AT&T n***a Indo-G
No love no peace, no peace no love
Take it to the head like a muhf**in thug
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