Do It, Pt. 2

Niggas always want act like its a problem Send my lil niggas yo way we gone solve it Automatics we don't carry revolvers We don't do no talking just pull up and spark it Go head and tell em that you the one started it Niggas said love me but ain't have they heart in it Ain't on the run but you so far behind Ain't fucking with you don't step out of line Keep my mouth shit so I might do some time But f*ck all that shit bitch I'm back to the rhymes They didn't tell you niggas how I get down I'm from the town where all that shit go down 72 hours bet not make a sound We know that you told we can't have you around Back in the trap and I'm rolling up now Smoke out the pound and I ain't running out Niggas bitches and I already knew that you see me I'm the same Nigga that you went you to school with Nigga look up at the scoreboard you losing I don't know where I would be without this music Probably on one of you lil niggas blocks shooting Can't leave the house without it Nigga and you know what you get Now all of you lil niggas gone try and have me prove it All I got to say is I cant wait until you do it Niggas ain't never got it out the dirt so why the f*ck would I give my time to a bitch Nigga I know that y'all grimey as shit stick to myself and smoke out the zip You ain't gone shoot I can tell by the grip Po up a cup I need more than a sip Call up my plug I need more then a zip he said that you might have to go take a trip I'm up on the score lil butch so now I'm winning Now you in hears and them windows is tinted To far away no these niggas can't get me Know god up there looking down and he with me All of that hit that I been through don't pray about I just make it happen and I don't say a lot No I'm not one of these niggas that play around You say my name the wrong way we gone do it now