Pooh Shiesty - Allegations lyrics

[Intro: BIG30] fu*k (TP, baby) Blrrrd [Verse 1: BIG30] Man, this sh*t here crazy, stupid b*tches say we killed my ni**a Say they caught him slippin', in south Memphis I was somewhere seekin' Know how we get down and how we kick it, facts, you know the business Had some up and downs and up some guns this sh*t got kind of wicked Now I'm out in traffic by myself, I don't know who to trust This Glock got my back, Draco with me, clutchin' on every truck I'ma keep on smashin', keep yo name alive and post you up b*tches wanna fu*k 'cause I'm above, my feelings in my nuts Swervin' through the city in this Scat, I got 'bout fifty on me Opps tryna sic b*tches on me, carbon, it got 'bout sixty on it Ever since I lost Taydoe, been creepin' with the kitchen homie Cold heart Crippin', like I'm Gunna, b*tch, I'm drippin' on 'em Trappin' out a vacant with no neighbor, tryna get it in .357 came with eight shots, I'm tryna let off ten The plug say he gon' stop sending the bows, we keep stretchin' his friend Well, little do he know, his ass next when soon as we meet again Jason hit my phone, like they just booked me for 'bout twenty racks Chop that sh*t in half & send off a ten, he send me twenty back The streets say we got ether, keep on droppin' This sh*t hit like crack & we the ones who started slimin' out with choppas in the Scat I know what it feel like, take this, make sure this pill right Three to the chest, one to the neck, I bet that boy don't heal right I keep popping all these pills 'cause I like what it feel like And don't think that I'm slippin', try your luck, you gon' get killed twice [Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty] Uh-oh, here come Mr. Shiesty, I'm who they can't wait to see Active in them streets, when sh*t go down, they quick to say it's me Waitin' on my response, but all I got to say is keep a G Ain't so sense in speakin' on the dead, but may he rest in peace Can't change what they feel like, grab the Drac', I don't feel right Customizing Glocks like Call of Duty, what your kills like? ni**as havin' secret smoke, they don't want to bring to the light Ain't putting them people in the biz, but we chopped it the same night Can't compare us to them singing ni**as, we the drill type Been put down that basketball to go see what the field like If I ever took from you before, I could of did it twice Creepin' through the night, I'm not a thief, but I'll steal your life (Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd) You heard that sound? That mean that came from us fu*k this rappin' sh*t, I'm quick as fu*k to go get suited up It's only two ni**as that played with us, but then they knew what's up Every time we found out where they be, we came through shootin' it up, on God (Blrrd) And all you other ni**as hoes, strapped with the shell catchers, .38 and snub nose I'm high speedin' from helicopters, police tried to block the road If I pull over today, you might not see me 'til I'm old