Menace

Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah Falayo, falayo, falayo, falayo (Great John on the beat, by the way) You know the drill, Fross Uh, like what? Who that? Boy talkin' tough, he get put on his neck Get stressed, too tact' My .40 don't jam, yeah, it only go blast With this Genny, it get active First name, "Henny," and last name "Action" Said what? He cappin' Suckin' that dick 'til lil' bro blast him I'll really go do what I'm rappin' if I stop doin' this music (uh-uh) The scammers the ones that be clappin', shooters the ones that be shootin' (uh-uh) The bitches the ones that be passin', know that my heart is confusin' (uh-uh) I'll really go do what I'm rappin' if I stop doin' this music (uh-uh) Like what? (Uh) Talk out your mouth, get punched (uh) And please, don't talk about shooters (uh) 'Cause all of my shooters is clutch Are you dumb? Better run (uh) You know that we shootin' for fun You know that this clip hold thrity So, thirty gon' come out my gun (ayy, ayy, ayy) We spin your block like three deep Send shots, put a opp nigga on a T.V., ayy Put a opp nigga in PC Free all my guys at the Rock makin' movies, ayy Even John Cena can't see me 12 on my ass, take a trip to the peace streets Bro go steppin' with the GC Make one call, yeah, put a nigga six feet, ayy Glocks (uh) Shooters comin' at your top (uh) Freedom always is a must (uh) Free my brothers off the Rock Locked, knocked (uh) Foreign shit never stop (uh) Think I got some red bottoms (uh) After steppin' on his top (uh, uh, uh) Better pay attention, all of my niggas be really with' it When we come through, we slidin', we hittin' niggas And these bullets be flyin' all through the distance Look, and we fuckin' the baddest bitches Yeah, they lookin' all pretty but get to clickin' When the liquor get in them they start to sinnin' (blatt) Yeah, they really with' it Yeah Put a nigga straight on his back If he try to run, he gon' land on his face Think I'm a vampire Ever since I got blood, I just need me a taste I'm with them soldiers Got .50s and .30s and switches on Dracs He think it's over I just got the lo', we gon' make it a date Big stepper Really 'bout business, recess the last time I played Big repper I put him down, his brother still mad to this day A devil My Glock from Australia, you better check on your mate I'm nothin' like Adam and Eve I'ma cut the head off the snake These niggas be actin' like Rod Wave We shoot 'em down up in broad day I'ma keep it on my side 'til my hip ache The clip a foot long like Subway I'm a lil' demon, for real (huh) These niggas just be stuntin' How you turn a nut to a fully? I get it pitchin', lil' buddy Uh, like what? Who that? Boy talkin' tough, he get put on his neck Get stressed, too tact' My .40 don't jam, yeah, it only go blast With this Genny, it get active First name, "Henny," and last name "Action" Said what? He cappin' Suckin' that dick 'til lil' bro blast him