Don't Test Me

[Intro] Murda, true, blow, yeah, you hear me? [Hook] Trying to rob me, dog, I'ma knock you off Let that pistol cough, don't test me, foe I'm a real one dog, a drug dealer, uh Don't make me steal a cup, just let me peel this [?] Trying to rob me, dog, I'ma knock you off Let that pistol cough, don't test me, foe I'm a real one dog, a drug dealer, uh Don't make me steal a cup, just let me deal this drug [Verse 1] I say y'all motherfuckers ain't ready I'm riding with them 25 bricks in my Chevy I tell my nigga "meet me in the east by the levy" It's heavy, a duffel bag full of get ready I'm deadly, bust a head, now send me to my celly I'm in the belly, sometimes I feel like I'm Makaveli I'm crucified, boy, bleed from my belly I'm high, homie, put some fee in for that smelly My only words to the sky is "Lord, let me die" If I'm survive, I'm gon' ride, can't no nigga slide Can't no nigga hide, boy I'm crazy, they gon' pay for mine Waistline, tech nine, I hit waist and spine, boy Money I'ma make mine, a broke nigga is a coward and I takes mine They say I'm a product of my project It's [?], tell a nigga push my top back But I don't there, your bullets might bounce back I'm bulletproof, boy, don't die for a ounce of crack But I don't there, your bullets might bounce back I'm bulletproof, boy, don't die for a ounce of crack [Hook] [Verse 2: Al] As the Den-block hustler, knows as cocaine corner Be first-round draft picks, the dope game wants us There's blood in these streets, a couple homies died on me But niggas still got heat, so we still grind on 'em Trying to move a couple zips, watch 'em do a couple flips Blue steel, rubber grips, bread sales [?] tips If angels pull triggers, hammers hit pens Kings hit the cells, then bullets start to spin The gun it extends, and the barrel throw flames You should never rob a black boy, we pop that thing Fuck biz, fuck jackas, fuck these scandalous ass hoes SK's, AK's, AR's, catacombs [Hook] [Verse 3: Big Be] We done beating the window, flame matching the tempo Flames dancing [?], with the front-end of my reload Rigging and frustrated, blow what I come I don't want to kill you, but I ain't the one Take you tongue, catch yourself, you can speak at your own grave Respect a nigga house, and don't get caught in the wrong safe More or less, nigga, watch what you say You can kill your morals, like suicidal, but you speak out the day And I'm [?] stone-throwing snake, they want to brake me Tell 'em old plotting-ass niggas "come and face me" See [?], or you'll never have to chase me Put that pistol to your fucking mouth, until you taste it I'm waist-deep, violent waters, running in ocean wars We ain't skipping, shots tired, right outside your door Knock on your window, like, "you gon' rob who?" Bow-bow-bow! Never land, never do [Hook]