Body Count
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It's legendary
The body count (I made 'em)
One, the body count (I made 'em)
Two, the body count (Gon' and name 'em)
You, the body count (Go 'head and flame 'em)
Next, the body count (I made 'em)
One, the body count (I made 'em)
Two, the body count (Gon' and name 'em)
You, the body count (Go 'head and flame 'em)
Next, the body count
From time to time, I press the play button to illustrate
Ain't got no yellow tape and plus that ambo hella late
With all these coppertops, them pussy opps'll levitate
Nigga actin' like your gun the only one they ever made (Fuck nah)
Clear as day, see through extendo, you comprendo?
Fifteen years old, swingin' poles out the rental window
My dog'll take you through that, won't be 'round to see a new day
These niggas don't pop no Kool-Aid, got blood all on my shoelace
I know he fucked with Peso, he do it again
He walkin' the line, your plan to shelter is case closed
I pay for the hit, ain't wastin' my time
And you gotta pay me to pop out
I'm comin' with niggas did felony time
They know I be rockin' with demons
If you watchin' me, then you seen him around, yeah
Tell me how you really gettin' money
You just sit on your ass, they checkin' the lounge
Tell me how you really sellin' weight
I said, "448," he thought it was time
He get outta line, pressure applied
Gave me the pussy, I thought it was mine
Nigga thought he could do no wrong
That's a headshot, I'ma keep you in mind, blaow
The body count (I made 'em)
One, the body count (I made 'em)
Two, the body count (Gon' and name 'em)
You, the body count (Go 'head and flame 'em)
Next, the body count (I made 'em)
One, the body count (I made 'em)
Two, the body count (Gon' and name 'em)
You, the body count (Go 'head and flame 'em)
Next, the body count
I'm on that liquor and them yoppers, drunk actin' a fool
Serial number off that MAC and it's 'bout to get used
Upped the pole on you before, why you actin' confused?
We ran a jam on your bitch, why you mad at the crew?
How you a player but you hatin' on the players?
I'm a hustler in the trap, bustin' glass with the razor
School of hard knocks, black mask was my major
Nigga, we do anything for that paper
Ayy, let's go body after body, we gon' pile the bones
Say you gon' step and I'ma step, let's have a step-a-thon
Drac' all in the coupe and I ain't talkin' 'bout the rapper
Run up on this whip and you gon' see how quick it happen
I got shooters, give no fucks, I swear these young niggas 'bout action
I could tell you 'bout that time with lil'— nah, I call that rattin'
There's contracts out right now up in
These streets we ain't gon' talk about
I know niggas walkin' in some traps they ain't gon' walk up out
The body count (I made 'em)
One, the body count (I made 'em)
Two, the body count (Gon' and name 'em)
You, the body count (Go 'head and flame 'em)
Next, the body count (I made 'em)
One, the body count (I made 'em)
Two, the body count (Gon' and name 'em)
You, the body count (Go 'head and flame 'em)
Next, the body count