Lyrics Didnt Go To Trial - Lil Madd

Down set hut I just called a play but that ain't nothing new
Nigga better listen to that shit that I be telling you
Tryna put you up on game, that's real shit
Nigga was wide open when he shot, and he still bricked
Bitch ass nigga
Steppin since a youngin we gone spin twice tryna kill that nigga
Leaning over tried to kick the cup we still gone spill that nigga
He shot wit his eyes closed
Popped a pill I'm geeked up in this Scat shit dodging potholes
We brought ten vibes to the top floor
Threw her some cash even though she wasn't nun
I get a bond imma go on the run
Won't do a show I can't come with my gun
That's for real you know we ain't goin for nun
With some niggas gone jump in the crowd
We gone beat his ass up
We gone take all dem chains and watches, he was talkin too loud
We gettin lit off them bags we makin a pile

My dawg got a dub but he didn't go to trial
Nigga I been in the street since a child
We had to turn up our side wit them 448s we got spots like a cow
I tried to tell my lil migo to give me a hour but he want that shit now
If I ain't got it I set up a plug for a couple of bags and I'm takin him down
I know some niggas that step on your steppers
He just want a drake and a couple of pounds
Shots out the car but if we hit our man
We gone hop out on feet and we walk-in him down
Spin on his ass then we go outta town
Push up again when he go in the ground
Five seven knock that lil boy outta bounds
I never listened to Joc but the first nigga play with the gang this shit goin down
All of my young niggas trapping and shit
I don't even listen to niggas whenever they drop
Cuz these niggas be cappin and shit in they songs
I had to get me a bag on my own
Make a phone call they put one in his dome
He done fucked up the racks he was trying to get
Fuck yo gang we don't care about no politics
I can get you exed out bout some minor shit
This a addy I can't do no minusing
Sipping Codeine lil baby no Tylenol
Free my potna but that nigga never call
I was never fucked up about none of yal
It was smoke and them niggas started ducking off
How you switch on yo dawg when he needed you
Make me feel like I should have deleted you
I ain't never felt like I was competing with you
I ain't never felt like I was yo competition
For I step on em I'll jus keep my distance
I'll never pop up in a nigga mentions
I remember staying on the soufside catching plays by the Mrs. Winners
These niggas really beginners
Drop a dot and my niggas go spin em

Down set hut I just called a play but that ain't nothing new
Nigga better listen to that shit that I be telling you
Tryna put you up on game, that's real shit
Nigga was wide open when he shot, and he still bricked
Bitch ass nigga
Steppin since a youngin we gone spin twice tryna kill that nigga
Leaning over tried to kick the cup we still gone spill that nigga
He shot wit his eyes closed
Popped a pill I'm geeked up in this Scat shit dodging potholes
We brought ten vibes to the top floor
Threw her some cash even though she wasn't nun
I get a bond imma go on the run
Won't do a show I can't come with my gun
That's for real you know we ain't goin for nun
With some niggas gone jump in the crowd
We gone beat his ass up
We gone take all dem chains and watches
He was talkin too loud
We getting lit off them bags we makin a pile
My dawg got a dub but he didn't go to trial