Face Shots

Run up on em give em face shots Spot high I ain't posted in a long time I've been ridin' round gettin' Mine off the phone, nigga Banger on my lap, drivin' Drinkin' this Patron, nigga Always ridin' dirty but never Be out of pocket humble but still cocky You really gotta watch me I got money on my mind, dope up in the car Bad bitch ridin' with me and she Down to take the charge Mack 11 on my lap, 50 grand large If it ain't about the money I might never call gotta do it big for my Niggas behind the walls Shooters on call, they'll slide like hockey Rockin' with this cinnamon bun Under this Tommy Red dot if I spot him I got him He was talkin' shit So I caught him slippin' and shot him Caught him slippin' and shot him And I ain't playin' with you rap niggas Niggas f*ck around and clap a nigga And they ain't even fire man I doubt it nigga, nigga Cause me I'm just a real killa, killa Run up on em give em face shots I'll put one of you niggas in a pine box Smoking bad bitch like Vivica Fox She was rocking with a nigga since I was selling them rocks When the funkin' done stop then The money gets soft But I gotta get this money So enemies gotta go I done sold coke, tar, dro even blue pills Made 100 bands flipped foreigns Without a record deal I'm from the old school I believe in longegevity I be fucking bitches getting Money 'til I'm 70 Free my nigga Gun doing time for a felony You bitch niggas comedy Bill Bellamy They know who them gangstas who be Rockin' with them 30 sticks The only Bay area nigga Banned from the Catalyst I come from the Cypress Village bricks Where everybody either selling dope Or hittin' licks And I ain't playin' with you rap niggas Niggas f*ck around and clap a nigga, nigga And they ain't even fire man I doubt it nigga, nigga Cause me I'm just a real killa, killa Run up on em, give em face shots When the chopper let loose I got no control Drum on the Kedr Spell my name in bullet holes If I don't f*ck with you nigga, anything goes I off a nigga momma if the price right Stuck in the ghetto, bitch What your life like? Runnin' dope like a New York turnpike Got a few real niggas that's doing life Good niggas but they never Play no games though put a bullet in your Motherfuckin' brain though All this ice got me colder than an Eskimo I just counted a 100 bands So what they hittin' for I'ma play it high like I'm Loaded off this Mary Jane And let my lil niggas rock the dice game I'ma play it high like I'm Loaded off this Mary Jane And let my lil niggas rock the dice game And I ain't playin' with you rap niggas Niggas f*ck around and clap a nigga And they ain't even fire man I doubt it nigga, nigga Cause me I'm just a real killa, killa Run up on em give em face shots Run up on em give em face shots Run up on em give em face shots Run up on em give em face shots