Dead Body (feat. JAG)

Yeah Uh, Chubby Go Gang Yeah You know what it is Aye, look, aye, look Everybody talking 'bout they balling but we hoop for real I just give her Goose and she come over and get loose for real Let the .40 bang, that's on the gang, I'm with the truths for real You think you got a shot 'til you get popped, my niggas shoot for real All my niggas with me got the steel, now that's a dead body Baby told me that her pussy kill now, that's a dead body Nigga act a fool, then I'm a blast him, that's a dead body Hope you looking cool up in that casket, that's a dead body Look, I just gave her 20 for that ass, she got a bread body Funny how the streets done fed me just how they fed Gotti Red flag, whoopting with the troops, I got a red shotty Crack out the kitchen, smelling like we found a dead body No snitching, cocaine king, I got her nose itching Whole pidgeon, cooked it so long, a nigga stove clicking Swear it's like a diamond on my eye, cause I got cold vision Guess they ain't see the future coming, like the old Pippen Damn, you look around and all your hoes missing I ain't got love for none them hoes cause they be pole switching Hoe's bitching, mad your rich boy ain't put the whole dick in Cold pimpin', Chubby, I'm the reason why your hoe distant Hoe's dissing, f*ck 'em off the rip, but I am no Piston Married to the nine, but love the K, I swear I'm so drenched in Blast his heart Movie time and you playing the fastest part Bullets tear that ass apart Hope that nigga casket sharp Everybody talking 'bout they balling but we hoop for real I just give her Goose and she come over and get loose for real Let the .40 bang, that's on the gang, I'm with the truths for real You think you got a shot 'til you get popped, my niggas shoot for real All my niggas with me got the steel, now that's a dead body Baby told me that her pussy kill now, that's a dead body Nigga act a fool, then I'm a blast him, that's a dead body Hope you looking cool up in that casket, that's a dead body Wait, stop You ain't who you listen to, you ain't Pop I caught you slacking, homie just cause your sagging Don't mean you strapped, in fact Scrape cash from under the mattress Get your ass, some new clothing, something that won't static (Yeah) It don't matter, cause you passive, dog I got cadavers Talk your shit, or sit there get madder and madder See I'm tired of all these bitches acting like they some activists Saying they'll get to scrapping, if action hits (Haha) But then they call on their friends to aid them, then back out of it (What?) Now their gang is fighting but they ain't, and kids that's what a pacifist (Pass a fist) is (Get it?) Easier to ask forgiveness, than permission? Bitch what is this? Do some shit behind my back, and end up on a hitlist (Pew) Multi-rhyming, Hulk combining Best of the ever multiplying Repping East, but tonight residing Westside, my mind is fucked up (Yeah) Like cult defining, grab the Colt and hold it sideways I'm the wrong folk that you poked now you don't leave the driveway (Skrrt) Hunt and JAG atop of dead bodies Hunt and tag, bitch we led armies Running back, strapped so that them ops see Congrats, you sold like ten copies I don't f*ck with rats, dropped a few from my crew That played possum in posses Who doubted me behind back, but to my face gave me props See, I done dropped all my yes men and now nothing can stop me It's only time before people treat me properly Invested in wise investments and now no one can knock me I make sure that I'm protected in case somebody cross me