Текст песни
You
see
this
nigga?
(x2)
Do
you
see
this?
(What
about
him?)
Catch
him
Now
we
gon'
see
if
your
bitch
ass
catch
the
next
one
Me
and
my
bitches,
my
folks,
about
to
find
these
niggas
50
Cal,
leavin'
slugs
on
the
minds
of
niggas
Ridin'
like
Desperados,
fingers
on
the
trigger
Slow
down,
killin'
like
I
fuckin'
spot
them
niggas
Got
them
niggas,
bitch,
did
you
think
I'm
playin'?
Then
the
name
of
the
game
is
called,
"Spill
your
brain"
And
let
your
nigga
jump
up,
like
he
'bout
to
spray
And
get
his
chest
ripped
open,
watch
his
soul
escape
You
gotta
pay
for
the
shit
that
you
did
to
me
My
lil'
lullabies,
lickin'
shots,
rock
him
to
sleep
And
the
keys
at
your
house,
better
don't
even
trip
And
the
cheese
you
bitches
got,
well
I'm
comin'
to
get
it
I
shitted
on
your
whole
crew,
made
'em
feel
my
weight
Underestimate
you
bitches,
then
we
seal
your
fate
I
hate
sour
ass
niggas
perpetratin'
the
real
That's
why
sour
ass
niggas
is
killed
like
you
True
bitches
put
your
guns
up,
put
'em
up
When
them
muthafuckas
run
up,
hit
'em
up
Thug
bitches
put
your
guns
up,
put
'em
up
When
them
muthafuckas
run
up,
wet
'em
up
My
bitches
put
your
guns
up,
put
'em
up
When
them
muthafuckas
run
up,
hit
'em
up
Real
bitches
put
your
guns
up,
put
'em
up
When
them
muthafuckas
run
up,
wet
'em
up
The
same
bitch
who
ripped
up
houses
still
rowdy
as
fuck
Gun
clappin',
soldier
action
in
your
mug
like,
"What?"
Don't
give
a
fuck
how
you
come,
but
you
better
come
right
Cause
you
gon'
get
your
issue
and
your
clique
can
die
right
with
ya
Hit
ya
with
the
kinda
shit
that's
gon'
rip
you
up
Crime
lab
need
the
shovels,
tryin'
to
pick
you
up
I
had
your
block
on
fire
when
the
chopper
spit
Neighbors
saw
everything
but
they
ain't
sayin'
shit
I
gets
respect
like
my
name
was
AK-47
I
got
'em
checked
like
fat
smears
and
beauty
pageant
contestants
I
teach
these
fatal
lessons,
nigga,
chastise
you
between
the
eyes
And
it's
no
surprisin',
I've
been
known
for
gettin'
my
ride
on
I'm
risin'
on
these
streets,
my
clique's
invadin'
the
space
Mama,
Drama,
me
and
X,
all
ladies,
Scarface,
we
all
the
same
Bloody
rain
on
my
enemies,
what?
True
bitches
boss,
straight
tearin'
shit
up,
now
put
your
guns
up
True
bitches
put
your
guns
up,
put
'em
up
When
them
muthafuckas
run
up,
hit
'em
up
Thug
bitches
put
your
guns
up,
put
'em
up
When
them
muthafuckas
run
up,
wet
'em
up
My
bitches
put
your
guns
up,
put
'em
up
When
them
muthafuckas
run
up,
hit
'em
up
Real
bitches
put
your
guns
up,
put
'em
up
When
them
muthafuckas
run
up,
wet
'em
up
True
bitches
put
your
guns
up,
put
'em
up
When
them
muthafuckas
run
up,
hit
'em
up
Thug
bitches
put
your
guns
up,
put
'em
up
When
them
muthafuckas
run
up,
wet
'em
up
My
bitches
put
your
guns
up,
put
'em
up
When
them
muthafuckas
run
up,
hit
'em
up
Real
bitches
put
your
guns
up,
put
'em
up
When
them
muthafuckas
run
up,
wet
'em
up
Альбом
Mama Drama
1 Bring It On
2 Whatcha Wanna Do
3 Imma Shine
4 I Think Somebody - feat. Fiend
5 Mama's Tribute
6 Thugs Like Me
7 Daddy
8 Like Dat
9 Tru Bitches
10 Fallen Angels (Dear Jil)
11 Play Wit Pussy
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