Hitta

[Produced by Velous] [Hook] My youngin, he just beat a body Probably catch him in your lobby Blowing marijuana in them trenches Nozzle on this mac is well extended Nobody tell or, he gone hit the witness Drop the bag and you gone get the business Cause I brought my hitter with me, and they don’t talk Cause I brought my hitter with me, little niggas just shot Only 19 with a Glock 19, tell him go then the light turns green Nigga get found in your drop top lean, never too far, know I keep em on the wing I brought my hitter with me, and they don’t talk I brought my hitter with me, little niggas just shot I brought my hitter with me, and they don’t talk I brought my hitter with me, little niggas just shot I brought my hitter with me [Verse 1] I just hit another lick, the bank is never folding Run up on a nigga, pussy nigga owe me money, tell him let me hold it M16 with the scope, and my lil nigga down to do it for the love Nothing but the G shit run through the blood High as fuck nigga on three different drugs All a nigga need is a mask and a glove They ain’t talking money, tell them niggas not enough Young nigga balling and the whip ride out Cock shit back, let the shit slide out Hit him in the cap, then we hit the hideout Chill for a second, let the beef die down They don’t think I’m with it, nigga you can find out Sipping on drink, talking four or five ounce Young nigga hit a nigga, less than five hours Five dollars, watch a fuck nigga call a timeout Got a couple chains on, nigga shine out No top on the roof, watch a nigga climb out Climb out, ride out, turn this motherfucker inside out Phone in the traphouse, won’t dial out Came with the game, nigga won’t file out [Hook] [Verse 2] Fucked up when they let a young nigga in the game Courtside seats, got a couple wild freaks going hard on them niggas in the paint Truth is shawty she don’t really love a nigga, she done really fell in love with the name Came from the streets, heart cold than the heat, do a tour nigga, for a little change Drinking out the bottle, niggas smoking California, blowing on the finest Hella marijuana right in front the projects, niggas tryna move the product I just bought a box of choppers, only take em out the closet for the oppers Styling on them niggas, fucking all they bitches, hit the bank and make deposits My hitters all about the violence, all a nigga known was the dope game Numb a niggas nose when the coke came Heart turned cold when the dope came Grind for the dough like the four train Four train, four train, niggas only do it big with the caps lock Lock shit down with the padlock, to the rap game from the back block [Hook]