Kidd Kidd - Comin Thru lyrics

[Intro: Kidd Kidd + Young Buck] Glock check, AK check Sawed off shotgun, check You know I'm sayin' we got all that sh** G-Unit n***a we comin' through there n***a know that f** you mean? Yellow tape that b**h out n***a, you know what's up boy [Verse: Kidd Kidd + Young Buck] I ain't that famous, I could still murk somethin' I still I hurt somethin', I still got the work comin' Hard headed ain't learned nothin' but drug money Blue bandanas with a pocket full of blood money Load the shells with my shirt to keep the prints off 'em Go get a rental, put in work, and take the tits off her n***a do your dirt and still ridin' clean Big .45 stuffed inside these designer jeans Called Buck, I need a verse that's an M16 f** you mean? How you want it? With the red beam? From Cashville to New Orleans boy we all through there Ay Kidd, you know I'm comin' through, don't give a f** who there [Outro: Kidd Kidd + Young Buck] Just call me when you need me n***a you know I'm comin' through there You ain't gotta wait to see me n***a, you know I'm comin' through there Just call me when you need me n***a you know I'm comin' through there You ain't gotta wait to see me n***a, you know I'm comin' through there