Intro

With the stick you get knocked out your socks Remember got jammed in that box I be spitting shit you gone feel like you just took a shot I stay with my brother you know he on G And his one ID is the Glock 8 You know that we locked I don't talk to no fucking cop If you trying this shit Lil boy better stop I'm gone kick in the door I don't knock My mama my dad I was having no pop I ain't calling her back if she don't give me top I'm gone run this shit up man this shit ain't gone stop I know what to do when I see one of my opps These niggas some feathers these niggas gone flock He seen a ghost when I showed him the glock Nigga moving to fast that's that shit got him pop Back and forth to court trying score me a basket Nigga talk down we gone turn him to ashes Low key I ain't never been flashy Not a ball hog all my brothers I'm passing I was chasing that money and skipping them classes Ran up them blues and I stashed them These niggas some actores they need them a casting These niggas know who to try I'm gone crash out nigga try me gone die A young nigga quiet ain't never been shy These niggas be watching just like they a spy I'm gone tell you the truth baby don't got to lie Just roll me a blunt baby pass me a fye Cross himself out and I'm asking him why He wouldn't give me no piece of that pie I fuck with the 8 I'm surrounded with bosses One win cost a 100 some losses Keep going I ain't taking no pauses Keep sone long in the closet This percocet got me feeling real nauseous When you really do this shit then you learn to move cautious 'Bout to run up these racks then my mouth gone be flawless I make my own rules yeah I like to live lawless You know we stick'd up I ran up them big bucks Nigga cap like ain't got his shit took Shout my grandma you know she a big cook Nigga locked up I was reading them big books Ready to go everytime that a bitch look Buddy a p***y he just got his shit shook We gone give him the boot My pockets all blue like I'm playing for duke These niggas be talking they not gone shoot We really be smoking more gas than snoop I pass to my partner I give him the hoop All that shit he was talking that shit was a fluke yeah We know what he do Lil nigga that ain't you It's just me and my brothers in the stu' Stay clean with this shit I ain't leaving no clues I'm stuck with my brothers like glue I don't fuck with these niggas step on em' like shoes Nigga want to play he get put on the news Cant win everything bitch I know I'm gone lose But I still try to win shit Dont fuck with my brothers they spin shit Stay stengy I aint trying lend shit Move smarter ain't fuck with that pin shit --- Intro - 8mjack