VICTIMS

Make this bitch quick, On my mother, man They don't wanna get my, yeah Bitch, I wanna get it on, catch a opp, and do em wrong Ask em him about them rap songs that he seem the act on He soak up, blood look like a tampon, swing a stick like Barry Bonds Niggas know what the f*ck I'm on Yeah, niggas know what the f*ck I'm on Catch a opp and get him gone, bitch, this ain't no sing-along Catch a opp, put him in a song, bitch, I cannot write my wrongs So I keep on steppin' on em, bricks, keep on throwin' up his hood The nigga keep on reppin' on him, double O keep his weapon on him Keep enough for several victims, how many counted, seven hit him His fallen homies send em with em, set him up and then we pin him Hot hollows bitch, he feel him He should've knew better, nigga, he know dub a fuckin' get him He should've known better, nigga, he know double a fuckin' villian That's what niggas get, just for fuckin' with denim Everything I give out hot, bitch, I spit venom Everything I give out hot, I turn niggas to victims