Army Base
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(COUPE)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
'Posed to been dead if you let them tell it
I ain't scared, bitch, I'm ready
Chop shit up like I got a machete
Hit his block, these niggas scary
I don't do no tit for tat, pull up shootin' shit like Rick Barry
I'm a real active member, I won't testify (never)
Niggas actin' like they spinners, know they is a lie
For every tear I cried, a nigga died, mixed emotions with the fire
Foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and BP rounds
Slide out, we call 'em tanks
Pack shit to the wall, we have him slide down like he heard Sada Baby
Went from M&M's to and I came from nothin', bitch I'm the Black Slim Shady
Never thought the one I love would sit right there and just betray me
Won't die from no opp, gotta watch my man 'cause this shit here get shiesty
Won't argue wit' no bitch 'cause type to block her while that lil' ho typin'
We slide minivans and sprinter vans, we upgraded our strikers
We the reason niggas get shit bagged and walk around wit' diapers (shit bagged)
Demon seed but I still talk to God, nigga, I thank the Bible
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
'Posed been to dead if you let them tell it (the fuck?)
I ain't scared, bitch, I'm ready
Chop shit up like I got a machete
Hit his block, these niggas scary
I don't do no tit for tat, pull up shootin' shit like Rick Barry
I'm a real active member, I won't testify
Niggas actin' like they spinners, know they is a lie
For every tear I cried, a nigga died, mixed emotions with the fire
Foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and BP rounds (bitch)
Nigga jumpin' dick to dick
Nigga jumpin' clique to clique (damn)
That shit there don't make no sense
Hope them niggas die together (get 'em)
Two for one, we caught that bitch down bad, we call that shit a special
They done freed my favorite opp, bet that bitch boy meet the Beckhams
Belt in the grass, snakes, you niggas play, you get the venom
Huh, the day you niggas play, cut off 2K and get to killin'
Just do that shit like Nike
He 'posed to checked out but he didn't so we gotta send a sniper
Huh, a bad ass jit wit' a mask, call him Michael
Michael Myers
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
'Posed been to dead if you let them tell it (the fuck?)
I ain't scared, bitch, I'm ready
Chop shit up like I got a machete
Hit his block, these niggas scary
I don't do no tit for tat, pull up shootin' shit like Rick Barry
I'm a real active member, I won't testify
Niggas actin' like they spinners, know they is a lie
For every tear I cried, a nigga died, mixed emotions with the fire
Foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and BP rounds (bitch)