T-Pop - Datz Dem n***az lyrics

[Hook - 2x] That's them n***as, it's best you don't test them n***as f** around, and leave your brains in your head rest n***a Have your a** in a body cast, on bed rest n***a We some designated grave diggers, that's them n***as [Buddah Man] Them blood spillers, that's that n***a infested with game Affiliated with thug n***as, mafia style trained Off the chain, gangsta strutters sitting on cutters Suicide do' shutters, some thoed mo'f**ers It's hazardous, verbal a**ault and battery Flipping a foreign, riding with a wide anatomy Skating down your block, like it ain't no gravity Mouthpiece off the leash, I must live lavishly Bust open your chest cavity, I'm trained to smoke ya Snub nose out the holster, and ready to toast ya All braggers and boasters, get hit with the nine mili' 22 inch rim peeler, untamed gorilla That's them n***as, watch out don't test them n***as They the type to leave your dome, where your chest at n***a I'm from that dead n***a, where we tote techs n***a Disrespect and we leaving boys, with broke necks n***a [Hook - 2x] [T-Pop] Como estas, oh-oh that's them n***as Pablo's my connection, that's my n***a f**ing n***as in the game, I'm that n***a I'm the head honcho, squash that n***a Move it swiftly can't read, or scat a** n***a Dig a ditch for Pablo, about to crack this n***a Plus it's no b**h to be hot, I'ma address this n***a How he feel if we even come, contest this n***a I'm a k**er, and I know how to finesse this n***a Break a n***a down like sticks, where it hurts at n***a Leave a n***a in the dirt, where the curse at n***a I hate you, because where I was birth at n***a [Hook - 2x] [Thomas] What's wrong, what y'all think we don't mob no more Ride around in hoo-doo's, or get high no more What y'all think we ain't gangsta, we don't rob no more What just because I rap, that ain't my job no more I'll drop you hoe, straight pop you hoe Keep some sh** up on my waist, that'll stop you hoe Straight knock you hoe, like a son of a b**h And that's just from being hard n***a, in front of your b**h Look what I done to you b**h, I know you feeling it now And that gunshot to the leg, I know she healing it now I know you feeling me now, tal'n bout k**ing me now You don't even own a pistol n***a, telling me how So you stealing me now, so it's you I got's to call out n***a bring the whole squad, I'll take you all out Plus the wall out, God bless them n***as So when you see us coming n***as, say that's them n***as [Hook - 2x]