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Dying 2 Hit'em
Only the Family
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You was out playin' them sports
I'm on the block with my killers
While you was sittin' on the porch
I'm off the porch with my niggas
They was on trial in court
Your bitch-ass givin' descriptions
Your bitch-ass die in the course
You know we dyin' to get 'em
Dyin' to hit 'em, yeah
If you ain't gon' end this with a shootout, what you start it for?
My mama told me get on this porch, mama, I start the wars
Why the opps be claimin' bodies they ain't shot before?
I heard the opps get they shit dropped right at designer stores
Foenem took like two, three Glocks, like, what you buyin' 'em for?
Know an eat that want Chanel, I had to grab it for her
Before he died, they walked up on him, what you lackin' for?
Switches, don't we got 'em? He say why we splat 'em?
Bitch, that shit don't matter, bitch, I'll die with my brother
Bitch, you will die if you clutch, ain't no get back, he died for nothin'
Why you say my name in songs like we ain't make y'all blocks
Y'all out fuckin' with them niggas, bitch, we make y'all opps
You was out playin' them sports (yeah)
I'm on the block with my killers (let's get it)
While you was sittin' on the porch (let's get it)
I'm off the porch with my niggas (yeah)
They was on trial in court (let's get it)
Your bitch-ass givin' descriptions
Your bitch-ass dyin' of course
You know we dyin' to get 'em
Dyin' to hit 'em
I'm dyin' to hit 'em, yeah, I ride with killers
Test somethin' like Brian Nickels, oh, he your twin? You dyin' with him
Fuck it, let my slime kill him, ridin' through your hood, I'm mad as fuck
'Cause I can't find niggas, face-to-face, let's see if you gon' buck
Boy, you gon' die in here, load up the drac', I hop out, we face-to-face
You and me, nobody safe, right there there your mama stay
Yeah, lurkin', look at the boy, he nervous (he nervous)
Make sure if you shoot at me, bitch, it better be worth it (why?)
'Cause all my opps be mad as hell (why?), 'Cause I'm splurgin' (fools)
Ain't talkin' 'bout on designer, on your head, bitch, it's a Birkin
Get 'em gone, hurry, you ain't gon' see me in that cut
'Cause I know how to play it, let me hear that shit you said
You was out playin' them sports (yeah)
I'm on the block with my killers (let's get it)
While you was sittin' on the porch (let's get it)
I'm off the porch with my niggas (yeah)
They was on trial in court (let's get it)
Your bitch-ass givin' descriptions
Your bitch-ass dyin' of course
You know we dyin' to get 'em
Dyin' to hit 'em, yeah