Yea, that nigga half dead in this mother fucker With my nigga chill We Going get you [Hook 2x] You know I got get cha cause I got get cha Going to get cha, gotta git cha cause I got get cha [Lil' 1/2 Dead] Nigga I see you sleeping, so I'm creeping On your Dayton's cause you ain't an G, like me young H.D That little gangsta coming from the L.B.C And he be straight jacking constantly I just took an coupe with the must to be (That's right) That nigga was trying to flow So I crept up on his ass and his ass got toss, he loss His strap and his mother fucking jewels I looked in the rear view and said, O weezel I left the nigga lying straight in the street Hitting corners, straight mashing stuffing my heat in the seat We just banging and I'm hanging corners on these hundred spoke 'tonas On the mission trying to get to the spot Cause I can up with some switches and the shit is hot [Hook 4x] [Chill] Going get cha, rock me ha ya, ready to hit cha Mother fuckers best run and duck Cuz that nigga named Chill is straight crazy as fuck Yea, I'm in the backing mother fuckers on they pockets False move take em off like a rocket Blowing nigga out of his socks Creeping off with the cooks and the four-four Glock Cock, niggas might be up the block But I'm ready to serve these punk ass fools like rocks (Got em fat) And I'm still on a mission Ski mask so you ain't knowin it's Chill catch you're kissing Yall niggas better listen, I got the four four cannon Ready for some tripping, you probably trying to get me But this nigga never slipping from the C.P.T [Hook 4x] [Chill] H.D put me down on the lick [Lil' 1/2 Dead] I rock house with a safe and a grip [Chill] He know the chill got heat for days And didn't give a damn about making fools lay Down to ground, we don't fuck around [Lil' 1/2 Dead] So meet me on the East part of town Cause nigga it's going down Right now as we speak Bring your bullet proof and your largest heat And we can't be beat [Chill] Don't worry about nada I got the four four and the sewed-off fire And it's about to get hotter than the cops on the beach [Lil' 1/2 Dead] Let's break em off a proper piece and then each And one of us can straight get paid Hey loc me and you will straight have it made [Chill] You hit the part loc, I hit the back [Lil' 1/2 Dead] You get ends and I get the sack [Hook 8x]
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