SHXD GOT WICKED

N.P.N shit N.P.N, bitch A, long live the real, man Long live shoota Gang, gang, gang, gang Look, we come from the bottom Right out them trenches, where shit could get wicked Come dance with the reaper, glee with a switch and this 50 a keeper Stuck on this money, I keep me some ether Ice on my body, come right out the freezer Run down on your clique, I stop time like a meter Trippin' and baillin', niggas gon' tell it Nah, they ain't cut, we send shots at your melon Step with some demons, ain't thinking bout heaven Run with some killers, some dealers, some felons Watch for the cross, we don't hoop, gotta nail em Pancake niggas, won't buy what they sellin Stay switchin' shit up, they know me We gon' slide get shit off, I'm Ginobili Making plays hit a lick Prolly owe me, I ain't with all that rah, gotta show me M.O.B., most these bitches be phony We gon' trap, got me stackin' that change up A long way from the ave, I done came up We outside on the spot, niggas laid up On the pole where it's cold, blizzards Turn this half to a whole, wizards Niggas bitch, pussy, whiskers Run it up, beat the block, blisters We gon' shine in the spot, you can't miss us Love is hate, hate the love, what's the difference, they Pick and choose bitches too, I ain't trippin Off the ave, all I chase is a Ticket Shit my battle with time, ain't no slippin Gift or curse got me numb ain't no feelin We gon' take it too far, fuckin' yo feelings Come and dance with the stars, we gorillas They say when it rains, it pours Stuck in that rain, they gon' feel this pain This shit in my veins, my pores It's real in the field, f*ck how they feel Run up that check and hit Forbes Too real, we rare, ain't shit to compare Shit, done got wicked, it's cold You know It hit different, they fold They say when it rains, it pours Stuck in that rain, they gon' feel this pain This shit in my veins, my pores It's real in the field, f*ck how they feel Run up that check and hit Forbes Too real, we rare, ain't shit to compare Shit, done got wicked, it's cold You know It hit different, they clones Hoes stop and they stare, ain't shit to compare Shit gon' hit different, you trippin We rare, I know ain't no missin', I shine like a flare Niggas be jap, but we never cared F*ck that back and forth, niggas be queers Beefing bout hoes, swear these niggas weird Harboring a rat, how they say they real Heard the game cold, till I felt the chill Penny for your thoughts, need a couple mil Snakes in the grass, nothin' left to build paranoid im tripping, vice with it gripping, black ice you slipping know the game wicked we ain't tryna kick it we was Cut different, pop out the cut from the arc like I'm pippen Slammin' that move in the paint like I'm griffin Know the real niggas don't talk, we just listen Don't ask me, no lies, won't tell you no truth It's real in the field, guess they need proof Plus I got receipts, we gon' ball too Pipe a bitch down, Stella got a groove Pop a top, it's missin', screws Road runner' for cheese, blues Niggas buffers, goofies, fu Get put in that blender, they food They say when it rains, it pours Stuck in that rain, they gon' feel this pain This shit in my veins, my pores it's real in the field f*ck how they feel Run up that check and hit Forbes Too real, we rare, ain't shit to compare Shit that got wicked, it's cold You know It hit different, they fold They say when it rains, it pours Stuck in that rain, they gon' feel this pain This shit in my veins, my pores It's real in the field, f*ck how they feel Run up that check and hit Forbes Too real, we rare, ain't shit to compare Shit done got wicked, it's cold You know It hit different, they clones Thanks for watching