I Wanna

(Elvis) i wanna, I wanna (I wanna, I wanna) I wanna, I wanna (Yozora) I wanna, I wanna (I wanna) Blu-blu-bluwuu (I wanna, I wanna) (Run that up, Rico) I want a brand new pack this winter I made your olders them turn victims I wanna squeeze my index fingers I made your mum feel pain that lingers (Vinny, are you recording?) I wanna see all my opps in Rizla I'll put a shot in his throat like liquor I was young when I slapped that spinner Turned big man, and I still pull triggers 3 YK, got him locked, my driller (Free em) I swear Dirty a real life ripper Done it with chingers, done it with spinners Done it in cabs, and done it in dingers (Bap, bap) Say, "We don't kill shit, " that's good Say it louder, so that 12 don't look I believe what I know to be true In the streets, real nigga, I go by the book I come up as a half way crook When I was hungry, everyone got took Now, look all the talk on my name sounds good When we go on scores And my proofs in the pud On your block, they're shook Nobody ain't safe at night, Suge On my block, I'm good, got beef in the hood Not cool like Pan and Hook Don't get it misunderstood If I give green lights Then it's all understood On my block, got your jewels them took And I wish I was there 'cah I woulda partook Try step and get stepped on When it got pressed on Times I was young like Teflon Stepped in and it went off one got a wet top I watched his friends them jet off I see them run when one got let off One try run, got bun then fell off (Baow, baow) Old friends turn into opps then get lost They ain't get far, then get shot Get dropped I wanna brand new pack this winter (I wanna, I wanna) I made your olders them turn victims I wanna squeeze my index fingers (I wanna, I wanna) I made your mum feel pain that lingers I wanna brand new pack this winter (I wanna, I wanna) I made your olders them turn victims I wanna squeeze my index fingers (I wanna, I wanna) I made your mum feel pain that lingers (Blu) I stepped out twinnin' But only used one of them Tried and failed, death was the punishment War with the police, war with the government War with the opps I'm still tryna trouble them (All now) Try run 'til he buckled Got left in the puddle Then couldn't get up again (yeah) He knew that he was in trouble when He sees the barrels are doublin' (Doublin') Cheffed up more than a couple They know that I'm trouble Have family sufferin' (Sufferin') My knife had flesh and blood on it Same way, in jail, my sock', had a plug in it And that talk on the net, ain't cuttin' it F*ck Teewizz, get his arse and shovel him In the T, I got Yola bubblin' F*ck all my opps, they're broke They're strugglin' I wanna, I wanna I wanna brand new pack this winter I wanna, I wanna I wanna squeeze my index fingers I wanna, I wanna I made your olders them turn victims I wanna, I wanna I made your mum feel pain that lingers (Elvis) i wanna, I wanna I wanna, I wanna (Yozora) I wanna, I wanna