The Wreckshop Family - All Up in my Space lyrics

[D-Gotti] I ain't doing it, for no bullsh** But I'm in this b**h strapped if you gon die, you know I'ma pull quick Could hit a innocent bystander, but naw I'm pointing at the motherf**er, with the foul mouth And y'all, n***as ain't nothing but hoes Now just take it like a man, or get chased out the do' Hit you everywhere but under your toes, under your clothes Bleeding like a broad, on her cy-cycle Beefing with a phsyco, about a soft blood Outline in chalk, is the only outcome How come you think, that y'all run sales Couldn't get them n***as heaven, so I brought some hell Oh well, shouldn't of been up in my space Wasn't my fault he wasn't ducking, shouldn't up been up in my face Misplaced slugs, all up in a playa body Was like the roof on fire, flames slugs from the shotty And uh D-Gotti, not the one for those games But if you wanna make the news, you won't play see I'm saying n***a [Hook - 2x] Get on, 'fore you get sh**ted on Stay up in your place, if you wanna live long Why you all up in my space, why you all up in my space n***a better back-back, 'fore I catch another case [D-Reck] Thoed in the game, like a pa** from Vick Hustling hard for the cash, got the grip with car tricks The name D-Reck, but they call me Johnny Street So in the gutter shuffling bu*ter, is where you find me At it 2-4-7, for that payday baby n***as think I fell off, cause they ain't seen me lately b**h n***as talk down, then see me forget they hate me The Glock work daily first, then come congratulate me Sticks and stones, might break my bones b**h lip got zipped, won't hurt me Cause if your name ain't in they mouth, then you ain't getting paid And that's the only type of sh**, that gets me worried But my personal space mayn, belongs to me And if you don't know my real name, I need three feet And even if you do, and you ain't my boo Man to man conversations, I still gotta get too Invading a n***a space, get your a** erased I protect my perimeter, with this heat around my waist [A3] Don't try to play me for weak, cause homie ain't no mercy for strangers Find a clip in your chest, and your best friend strangled I'm a Dead End G, keep it I-N-C And what I don't see, is you trying me Everytime a n***a stomp, I crack the concrete n***as getting mad, cause I jump in the front seat Look don't mess with me, I ain't scared to show ya Get leaned on hard, by a n***a that's sober Hey, you in my space violation from the jump You a match lit, n***a I'm a loaded fuel pump So don't get close, I got soldiers at they post That'll twist you over fire, like a pig getting roast We warn n***as fairly, that shots reloaded Blitz hard on the one, got the ball and sewed it You had a good chance, but it's clear you blowed it So that cash that you past n***a, watch me fold it [Dirty $] Man you only as smart, as your last dumb move You think of f**ing with me, could get your body numb dude Not too smart, see I'll make you heart Do the opposite of start, test that S on your chest co*k back, and make a mess of your flesh yes Original dickie boy, we the best of the best So if you s**ers hold plex, and you eager to express it Bring it on get sh**ted on, we well protected Dollar well connected, plugged in to these streets Better get up out my face, or catch a slug from the heat Ain't nothing sweet, bout how I hold my gun Wig splitter my n***a, I squeeze triggas for fun Mr. Dirty $, still pop the collar Making hoe a** n***as holla, breaking em off some'ing proper Shots and shots, please spread the news Got these fools so patient, working with a very short fuse Brother excuse me, naw get out the way I'm a grown a** man, fam scram go play yeah [Hook - 2x]