Get Even

Ayy So unnuh waan' tek it personal Waan' talk 'bout done Yuh tink mi come fi done? All mi haffi do is ben fi di new gun (Grrah, grrah) Anyting test, dead Mi just fly off dozen head Lawd ah mercy (shoutout to T-Dot and Bando) (Gangsta Grillz) Bitch, I pop me a Perc (at all) I can't lack for the opposition, I invest in a pole (at all, at all) Spend all day 'til we catch a victim (like what?) Hop out on his block, heard he here, was just throat Just for talkin' on bro (on bro) Bitch, I stay with the chopper, y'all already know T-Dot totin' a pole (on bro) Gun the spot up and slid out, nobody gon' go If you throw up an O, know I'm droppin' it (on bro) RPT in the spot, know we came with a lot of grips (ayy) Talkin', braggin', a lot of it (like what?) Hop out, all black, doin' shots, they anonymous Smokin' sh-, I ain't tryna diss (at all, at all) Niggas ain't spinnin' shit, opt out, suck a lot of dick (at all) Masked up, 'cause we tryna hit Make it back to the block, smoke up, then plot again F*ck all the cappin', 'cause them niggas know who really active Smoke a top Benji, we're known as a lacker Beat the O, said he wasn't a factor New opp down, we roll him in a Backwoods Suck my dick, then you know that we packed up (grrah, grrah) New opp down, we roll him in a Backwoods Suck my dick, then you know that we packed up (grrah, grrah) We just spinnin', creepin' on the opps Call up Bando, he gon' let it flock Flock out the flock, a nozzle in a box (nozzle) Smokin' shit, rippin' shit, a Bentley's top (hey) When you see me, don't run, don't trip Accuracy aim, put the beam on a grip (grrah) Tell him to get back, he got beef with his dick AJ got caught, he got beat with a brick One too shady, I'm a gangster She like, "T-Dot, oh, you kinda shake time" Too many knockers and my shit get dangerous Brodie, he itchin' to clutch it, he anxious (brr) Y'all keep droppin' the jet (like what?) Suck my dick, tell him, "Get back for X" J gon' die, bullet ripped through his vest (boom) Jebi, he died, he got shot in his neck (boom, boom) DThang my evil, tell word to my mother Don't go shoot on that bitch like the butter Can't even be whylin', lookin' for the mothers Free G the G, they have to free bro Stunna That's the only spot we gon' leave him (like what?) Dunk my chopper on the fiend in a beamer (boom) Brought out the mop, because we had to clean 'em (damn) I know Nicki and she from marinas Stacks in the car, he movin' like a demon Swear I gotta go more to get even (grrah, grrah) Swear I gotta do more to get- Suck my dick O-O shots, that's T-Dot, nigga Grrah, grrah, grrah