Another Episode

(Play that back, Dusse)

That's a 30, .30

That's a .30, .30 (grrt, baow, baow, nigga)

That's a-, what that was? Five?

Let it off, fuck it

I don't give a fuck, just let it off (baow)

Bang, bro shot five times from the Honda

Pussy bitch tried runnin' (yeah)

Hit him in his leg, soon as he drop

That's when you walk down on him (baow)

Hit him in his head, we skrrt off fast, I slow down, bend the corner

Never ever sold, hit the lights 'fore we pull up on 'em (yeah)

I just want a body (yeah), I won't tell nobody (yeah)

I got plenty bodies (yeah), I like to rap about it (yeah)

I don't give no fuck about it, bitch, I shoot up your body

Baby, shake your body, I just wanna see you pop it

I was fucked up inside my hood as a young nigga

Neighbors ain't want they children

Runnin' with me 'cause I sunk niggas

Nigga play with me, I cap it and mail it, what I did

At the school dance, I had D-Dawg outside

Bangin' at him, tryna knock off all his weave

1500 Block, he let shots up out the car behind the kids

My mama told me promise I'll never kill a

Nigga from my hood, when she found out I did

But I fucked up 'cause I doubled back

I done smacked a pussy-ass nigga 'bout that

Yappin', he ain't never been 'bout that

Nigga, this Top

And I'm gon' pull up, drop my top with my son and daughter in the car

With a dirty stick hangin' out, my Glock

I'm screamin', "Bitch, I don't want war"

I throw my .5, I twist my fingers

And watch my daughter throw that North

I'm raisin' my son to be a hitter

My lil' nigga, don't ever fuckin' talk

I make the police draw the chalkbox, zip the maid and close his mouth

Why you think the industry don't like me?

I knocked 'bout three of these bitches off

Nigga, I step in 23, I say, "I'm born to walk that walk"

I got a knife inside my bunk, no bond

I don't know when I'm goin' home

I'ma ask you pull a act off, bitch talkin' 'til this MAC sound

You run, I'ma blow your back off, bitch, I'm gon' make you lay down

I'm finna go back to that North, right where the fuck I was found

Behind the TV at PawPaw's, I left you a package, my dog

Yeah, get your hustle on (hustle), trap 'til the mornin'

Me and my lil' brother come walk 'em down

(Baow) or I'll do it on the muscle

Switch out the plate in the back of the car

While I'm smokin' and holdin' the Drac'

'Fore I jump out the whip, I'ma pull my mask down

The whole world know my face, but I don't stop and I don't glitch

Soon as I pop out, I'm gon' blitz

Fuck your body, my first body, boy, my mama made me get it

Four years old with my bandana, I'm a gangster, I'm the six

With a nigga who I killed, dead right now

Was poppin' pills with him and breakin' in him

And I'm gon' pull up, drop my top with my son and daughter in the car

With a dirty stick hangin' out my Glock

I'm screamin', "Bitch, I don't want war"

I throw my .5, I twist my fingers

And watch my daughter throw that North

I'm raisin' my son to be a hitter, my lil' nigga

Don't ever fuckin' talk, it's kamikaze (yeah)

I just want a body (yeah), I won't tell nobody (yeah)

I got plenty bodies (yeah), I like to rap about it (yeah)

I don't give no fuck about it (yeah), bitch, I shoot up your body

Baby, shake your body, I just wanna see you pop it

I just wanna see you move

I wan' see you pop it (yeah), baby, shake your body (yeah)

I just wanna see you move (yeah)

Baby, shake your body (yeah), I wan' see you pop it (yeah)

Huh, Delfino