This the Intro

Damn Nelly is my name It ain’t safe To go and scrap for my chain Gang with me You know they aim at your brain Now you dead Cause you wana be a tough guy Where all them guns at Nigga we called your bluff guy I hit yo bitch with the nine You with the 4 5 My niggas with it they with it They Always on go time And we don’t follow the rules we read between the lines Yea we roll we the blue but we ain’t show time Play with any of mine then it’s show time Ask about me I never fold when it’s war time You know it could get nasty just like it’s porkrines I made it nasty plenty times You could call the cops Niggas around me got Amnesia They must of forget That long hair nigga know it ain’t love for the ops Pussy boy like a puppet he finna get socked It was about last week I spinned threw your block My ex left me for some Dirt she f*ck with a op So if I did pull the trigger And you got poped To this day there'd Be no reason for that bullet hole shot But that gun Jammed you lucky bastard I want all the smoke all the smoke all the cancer Belvis told me you cool guy but that don’t matter I’m just trana climb your roof with this fucking ladder I’m talking spicy I got guns to back it up Ops went straight for the legs These niggas playing double Dutch We go straight for the brain to leave a nigga Dumb or what The guns is for an occasion we being em out of you ain’t trana get cut One in the brain to forget his thoughts 2 in his leg he unable to walk That pussy hot so we had to wet it If that sex ain’t burning calories don’t sweat it Bullets free I could let you have it Niggas soft Remind me of fabric On my blocc It’s not a movie There’s a lot of action I stay strapped but this Right here ain’t plastic Dirty bitch I burn you with ratchet Semi auto or the auto matic Yellow tape everywhere It’s getting tragic Leave you with 41 these guns they play for the Mavericks Shooting like like dirk yea I don’t gotta do no drill off of no perk yea You imitating thug you ain’t built like that This Dutch matster get you killed like that you think you Luke cage Do a drill then I skurt off like I’m Bruce Wayne Give me the shot 3 second I’m going for the game Put it up and it’s straight neck All chain Tie em in a knot For the fucking figure 4 ways Yea Ain’t nothing fake here You don’t want your wig removed like it’s fake hair Bring the tools like it’s running There’s a leak where This ain’t for amusements This is no fair Bar for bar tat for tat you can’t f*ck with that Shoot at his blocc he spin the corner Like a running back Cause they know I love my letters like a Cadillac He come back we hit em first his top spinning like a laundry mat (Oh my God) Ehhhh that was alright