Lyrics Draw The Line - BOE Sosa , Mah

Aye, gangland
Cruise control
Ayo Mah, get to the bag

Ain't got a problem shedding blood, if it's over mine
You ain't ten toes down, get up off my line
You ain't riding how you say you is, bitch why you lying?
I was locked up in that cell doing hard time
You got your hand out, but I couldn't even get a dime
I know this bitch don't really love me, she say it all the time
I ain't got a call for no yeeky, bitch I got mine
Niggas start fucking with the suckers, that's where we draw the line

Draw down on the opps, with this baby chop
We ain't beefing with no nigga who ain't spin no block
Damn, I thought you was my nigga, how you give me up?
The law applied pressure, niggas folded like a bitch
I be posted with this stick, yeah I keep a nic
That's four-five on my hip, you can see that bitch
I shed tears for Lil Tin, then I did a skit
Shed blood for my thugs, who I can't see again
Hey you my nigga, you my nigga, bitch we locked in
And we ain't fucking with no fakes, they can't rock with us
Niggas know it's consequences, send a shot at us
I keep this gun everywhere I go, cause I ran out of trust

Ain't got a problem shedding blood, if it's over mine
You ain't ten toes down, get up off my line
You ain't riding how you say you is, bitch why you lying?
I was locked up in that cell doing hard time
You got your hand out, but I couldn't even get a dime
I know this bitch don't really love me, she say it all the time
I ain't got a call for no yeeky, bitch I got mine
Niggas start fucking with the suckers, that's where we draw the line