rate me


They wanna see me dead puttin prices on my head

Spreadin rumors round town like I fell down

They cant hold me down they cant stop my shine

They cant block my grind shawty its game time

Pyru for life breads off the elms nigga ian big on lick

Cause ian been to the mother land here I stand grown ass

Man gun in my hand ion fear no man FLOCKA!!!

[Verse 1]

These niggas fuckin trippin second guess am I livin

Better tell em I'm gone kill em twenty bags and tell em

Come get em make ya boy scared to say nun him

I thank that I scared him I swear to god

Dont fear them these niggas straight trippin

Thinkin that I'm slippin pull it out

Then I'm rippin my whole click

Itchin lookin for the fuckin victum

Free my partner isum tunnel fuckin vision

I swear to god on jesus christ I dnt fuckin hear em


[Verse 2]

These niggas say they kilt me and kidnapped my daughter

Ion even got no daughter they mad cause imma baller

And they hoes a caller you know that imma stall her

Then dick her and ball her then never ever call her

Grind hard like my mother I'm the problem solver AR

Or revolver you hard then I am harder stop actin like a killer

You pussy ass nigga you aint wanna murder

Thats why I'm still alive nigga BRICKSQUAD!!!


Thanks to _KING_ for correcting these lyrics

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