Tag Along (feat. ublokhead)

Tag along, shut the f*ck up hear? grab the bone About to slide to the other side to clear out the bastard's home Glad he's gone, now buck the f*ck up hear? hand to chrome Found a guy with that knife here to open the latch to Homes Kick in the door and then we snatch the phones Huh? You think I'm playing?! Kick in the door and then we snatch the phones I need all that! Talkin' bout?! Blick to your dome after we snatch the phones Ayo, shut the f*ck up, and get your ass to floor! Why the f*ck is he here, yo, why is his family home?! Just tie him up in the attic and give the bag to Soul It's all about the money I'm in love with the dough Niggas actin' funny When I show them what they owe It's all about the money I'm in love with the dough Niggas actin' funny When I show up at the door I put three holes up in my Skully Sip the Henny out the cup, semi out the truck Dumpin' a hundred out the gun, an easy seventeen to run him up Stuck an uppercut, made him jump into a double dutch Rolled a spliff up in the double dutch, that op smoke Slick talkin' that shit, talkin' that pop smoke Stick sparkin' that splif, all in that frontal Dip off in that whip, all in that bronco Pop a soda, ill expose them, slay them out then call up Mondo Shit can get shaky, standin' over the dresser Checkin' the weather for my leather, wait Wipe the sweat, you'd swear I never felt the weight Won't hesitate to knock his head off his shoulders Fold him like featherweight, the metal way Steel handle will, handle problems, seekin' I'll demonstrate I'm well balanced in chakras, me and my demons straight Me and my partners, we ride out from out the interstate Feelin' my dinner plate, feel it up, feelin' great It's all about the money I'm in love with the dough Niggas actin' funny When I show them what they owe It's all about the money I'm in love with the dough Niggas actin' funny Till I show up at the door