Streets To Stages (feat. B1G44)

Making me feel some type of way, yeah Fllrrd, 3lyfe, Cbg Yeah, aye I got Mikey with me fasho From the street to the stu, I'd rather go get off 10 bowls, before I jump on the stage How you broke trying to beef with us nigga, you ain't even having shit, need to go make a way Ain't doing no arguing with niggas, ain't trying to talk to them, tell them bitches let's shoot it out This shit all facts, ian doing no cap, boy I used to sell white out my granny house Ran down hit that boy in the stomach, he on a shit bag, now he breathing funny Dissing on John, he must wanna die young, boy your mama ain't raise no dummy LongLiveBliss, everything gotta go bout' her Chase him down, tap that fully, I bet this bitch toe tag him Get up close, hit his head, and watch how his brain splatter Having my way with this shit, only thing that matter Whoa, whoa, I'm walking shit down for real Out the window, I'm banging the fully, By the time I done emptied the clip, I done caught two new kills Glock .40 with a switch on the back, Hollow hit him, Ima ask Frontstreet how it feel (How it feel boy) Long live my dead, we going to hell bout it ain't stopping for none, all we know is to kill Fllrrd, Walk him down, mask up slide down through the night time I just put a lil' ho on the opps, I'm praying that one of them bitch niggas bite down 5.56 got 7.62, 2.23's we hitting at you Run that boy down, hit his ass in the leg, if he fall stand over him, make sure that he through From the streets to the stages, I don't know what to think Dissing on John, gone leave you deceased Pop out with them fullies, got chop on the seat I'm serving this shit, that'll leave your lungs weak Been up making plays, I ain't sleeping in a week Got a thick fine hoe, she keep begging for the dick Only smoke white runts, until a nigga feel sick Ugh, draw down, can't f*ck with them niggas they clowns Feeling too much pain, cause my nigga in the ground Caught a opp nigga, lacking look lost cause he found Couple hundred shots, It's enough to go around Silencer on the end, bet it won't make a sound (Bump) Been lurking for days, trying to put a nigga down, bitch Ugh, Why you hiding lil' n***a How you locked, and you snitch on your cousin Put a button on this Glock, We not tussling Get popped, if you diss on the game, get disrespectful, we snatching your chain If you play where you lay, bitch we snatching your brain Trackhawk to big, can't bend that corner, I'm a one man army, I don't need no soldiers Yeah, bitch Wanna keep that hoe, better hide her Got her creaming on the dick, soon as I slide in If you a big dawg, why you not sliding, don't stop the dissing, wanna see your mama crying She was sucking my dick, until she threw up I'm the littest young nigga throwing 4's up, stop all that talking & come out the score up Bitch, 3lyfe, 4 shit bitch, CBG I'm staring in space, laying on my bed yeah Making me feel, some type of way, uh It's only two, are you awake There's a lot, I gotta say