Duck Duck Goose

These bullets gon' touch em like duck duck goose You know I been getting Buckets but they never got the Q I gotta roll me up a blunt every time I'm feeling blue I had love for that girl and she ain't never had a clue Like a poptart all my girls gotta come in two If I'm driving to the paint you know I want an alley oop My old head say he fighting for the flag like a troop You said you really get money but we both know the truth He said he would last then he got knocked out All of a sudden he a man cause he put the Glock out He tried to jock me like polo so he had to pop out He never seen the picture so he got cropped out Spit heat in the mic and you ain't got jack son My niggas really don't talk cause they all about action Can't play it in the field, John Madden When I spoke they ain't listen so I just started rapping The only reason you able to spit game is cause you drunk You the type to start talking shit and start acting tough When you sober you a bitch I can see behind your bluff I had to let her go because she always wanna fuss They say you rap too fast and they can't hear what you saying Having a kid at a young age don't make you a man LBJ in the 4th I'm the king of the land You said you living on your own but you don't really got a plan Stop telling them that you a killer you ain't never take a life Getting in that street shii really gonna change your life So before you dive in you better think twice Cause the money involved these niggas do not play nice When I started rapping and everybody started to listen When I told them the a plan to act like they didn't get it You know I seen a lot of murder cause I'm really from the mitten This shit you did to me I'm sorry but I can't forget it I don't want you near me if you ain't bout yo cake I can't trust you again because you lied to my face Call me coach Q cause I been new to play He said he finna paint the block but he never wanna spray I started peeping all your lies so I knew that you would leave It all come from the heart when I'm rapping on the beat Only the strong gon' survive I don't think you can compete I been married to the money I ain't never gon' cheat I had to call the head honcho like It's on the flo He said don't make a sound just let the choppers go If they talking to your girl then But it ain't really over They keep on talking on the dead So we had to had to up the sco He said he gon' slide but I really don't know Call me YB because I'm finna kick your doe Keep rapping that shit and you ain't never gon' grow Been in the game four years you can't tell me I don't know