Shotta Flow 5

You know what the fuck goin' on NLE motherfuckin' Choppa The Top Shotta you hear me I stand on top of shit We doin' this shit ayy Go get him go I whip the pack like Ike and Tina I just copped me a Bimmer A Bimmer Used to ride in steamers Steamer I'm hot as jalapenos Bitch I'm sellin' out arenas I'm sellin' 'em out they say He entertain us Entertain And if you try to tame us I bet we leave you stained up Whole lotta sticks in the house it's a gun show Bullets get him wet like a motherfuckin' poncho I don't think none of y'all niggas want gun smoke Don't second guess this shit I'm gon' blow Pussy Whole lotta shots when it come out the Drac' Chop a nigga up then put him in the lake Brrt Shiesty young nigga they call me a snake Ayy fuck all that Trick shoot 'em in the face Send a hit at five he was dead by six By six Got shot seven times but the eighth shot missed Nine shots in the clip could've sworn it was ten Didn't fuck with 12 I was eleven again I need me a trophy the best to sin You niggas ain't straight y'all lesbians And fuck your dead homie I'll say it again If he come back to life he dead again Try to fight me he gon' fight for his life Bitch Swing with what I'ma swing with the pipe He's not cherishin' it ayy take his life Straight jacket music I belong in asylum Felonies and felonies this what they keep on sellin' me Yeah yeah This recipe is deadly see I be drippin' like relish be Ayy ayy Shoot him in the head shoulda had on a hard hat Ayy We finish the beef as soon as you start that Ayy Bitch I shoot first why the fuck would I spark back If you really a thug let me see where your heart at Ayy If I say catch a body lil' nigga you catchin' it If I tell you run off is you really finessin' it Ayy If I give you a brick are you gon' sell that shit Ayy If you get in a jam are you gon' start tellin' shit Where is the smoke 'Cause bitch I'm inhalin' it Just like the army we got some artillery Can they free my dawgs I'm being sincerely 'Nother opp died a nigga like Seriously Damn another one Nigga we shot him and then we killed his brother damn We might as well get the mother Nigga say he don't like doing drills I love 'em If my brothers don't like him I don't Somebody tell him he in trouble I paid too much for my motherfuckin' guns for me to scuffle Gangster young nigga I feel like Gucci Gucci Fucked her so hard left blood on her coochie Made her said Ooh put my thumb in her booty I'll be damned this dumb ass ho just pooted Who ain't with the murder Lil' nigga I kill That night he died that was my idea Told my niggas slide make sure he don't live But that's a lil' secret just keep it concealed My metal a MAC and I bet I attack It's a hundred-some shots in this gat so get back He thought I was lyin' that shit was a fact Got shot in his spine but you watchin' his back Nigga say he don't like doing drills I love 'em Fuck you talkin' 'bout haha Straight straight jacket music I belong in asylum Fuck a nigga what a nigga fuck a nigga mean Nigga say he don't like doing drills I love 'em Know what I'm sayin' Haha Straight straight straight jacket music I belong in asylum straight jacket music I belong in asylum And lil' Top Shotta bitch Fuck you talkin' 'bout